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i can’t believe that in a little more than a month, this blog will be two (2) years old,,,

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friendly,   sincere,   and compassionate,   the caregiver finds their reward in helping others.   no one could ask for a better best friend.

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                        lips brush against his forehead,   feather light and saccharine sweet.  it draws a noise from the back of his throat,  not quite a growl and not quite a word;  something low and affectionate caught in the middle.    ❛       i need a reason to want you close ?       ❜     she asks and there’s a brief moment where he wonders if he should voice it,  how he could feel himself slipping and needed something  --  needed her  --  but actions were always easier than words ever were.  head tilts and he lets his forehead fall forward,  resting lightly against her shoulder,  words spoken into the crook of her neck.     ❛     ‘specially when y’smell this good.     ❜  

                     unease is picked up immediately,   like a million tiny needles that make his skin crawl and nose twitch.  a finger lifts to scratch just below the band-aid stationed there,  moving to push his glasses farther up his nose and he exhales,  lips twisting at the corners.  no panic here.   brow raises and he lifts his chin faintly in her direction.     ❛     you  --  are in control of the radio.     ❜

                      ❛     — IF THAT’S   what you want.     ❜      there’s a sneaking suspicious,  curling its way in the back of his mind,  that it has less to do with being able to  look out the window  and more with being able to put a little distance between her and certain less-rowdy-than-usual figures  --  but that’s okay.  he understands.   (   they all do.   )      ❛     i don’t know if you know this,  but front seat comes with one heckova job.   big-time important.  ....  you know what it is ?     ❜