City by the Sea 2

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Alexis

I smile and nod. "Of course love." I go into the kitchen and start fixing his soup.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I smile and sit up, wrapping a blanket around me.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

It takes me about ten minutes for the soup to fix. I pour some into his bowl and some in mine. I fix me some water and bring him fish soup and min to the couch. I sit down with him and begin to eat.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I thank her and start to eat as well.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

'' Your welcome." I say to him.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I finish my soup and set the bowl on the coffee table.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

I finish my last spoon full of soup and set it on the coffee table as well. I turn to face him and smile.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I smile back when she turns to me, sighing.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

" I am sorry you feel bad." I say to him.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

"S'fine," I say. "Don't apologize."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

I pull my legs up on the couch and shrug. "I just do not like it when you are sick."
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I flash a smile back, "I don't either."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis

"I see why. Is there anything else I can get you." I ask, wanting him to get better.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh




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Elijah

I shake my head, "I'm good, thanks."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Alexis
I get up and take are plates to the dish washer. I then head back to sit with him.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
-Winnie the Pooh



I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights