Right to the point, he always was direct. Dawn eased him with a gentle push, setting him down in the chair. Sher herself perched on the arm, her fingertips still stroking down his cheek a moment longer.
"The truth is that I don't know Hank. I'm not sure any other answer I could give you wouldn't be a lie." Truth was not always pretty, but it was truth.
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Date: 2011-01-29 06:42 am (UTC)"The truth is that I don't know Hank. I'm not sure any other answer I could give you wouldn't be a lie." Truth was not always pretty, but it was truth.
"But I'm willing to talk if you are."