colors & carousels

Welcome.

I’ll see you ‘round, Willow.

Yeah, bye.

Just – chuck my shirt in my room when you’re done with it, yeah?

Ha. Yeah. Okay. 

It’s not often I get a night off. I’m gonna – go make the most of it. 

Oh. ‘Kay, yeah. Well. Good luck with that, then.

Are you gonna hang around?

Here.

Yeah. Alright. Let’s get you home, then.

Perfect spot to see the stars.

So?

So, it’s gonna get pitch black in the middle of nowhere.

Whatever you like.

Well, no more running. We know that. It’s getting proper dark, though.

I don’t think so.

There’s that stubbornness I was talking about.

You’re not.

Fine?

Well, now I just feel like a bitch.

I like my jobs. I get to – spend time with good people. Keeps me busy; always something new. Libby started piano lessons last week. And Iain – I reckon we’ll be able to afford to send him to football camp this year. His team’ll chip in a little, still, but – you should have seen his face when I told him. Sarah’s starting Hogwarts in September with her own robes – not Maisie’s old ones. Libby might still be wearing Katie’s, but, we’re working on that. I like my jobs, Willow. S’got nothing to do with being stubborn. 

Why would I lie to you?

To preserve your -- I dunno. Stubbornness about keeping nine billion jobs.

You don’t believe me?

I’m fine. I’m happy, Willow.