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Desmond starting signing the song, “Bridge over troubled water.”
“I hate bridges,” Chastity interrupted.
“It’s getting us to the other side. Be thankful. What if you were alone when that old car broke down? Out here in the middle of nowhere.”
“Just know, Desmond, when we get to civilization, we go our separate ways. I didn’t leave John just to be harnessed to another guy.”
“You are quite progressive for 1972.”
“Better late than never,” she mumbled, missing his point.
Desmond had no tricks up his sleeve. Is that why she enlisted his help? He braced himself for goodbye.
~98 words (story only)
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pamelascanepa 
I think what he’s bracing himself for is definitely coming.
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I read this as implying they were time travellers. Probably not what you intended
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Aha. No, but that is a cool take on it!
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Poor Desmond, I love the line about having no ‘tricks up his sleeve.’ At least he is accepting her decision with grace 🙂
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Yes, he’s the kind that nost of us would be rooting for! Thanks for the read and comment, Iain!
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It’s probably not a bad idea to get some space for herself if she had just left someone else. Hopefully Desmond will respect that.
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Yes!
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He’s pretty mellow about her attitude. Hope he finds someone who suits him.
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Very nice write. I think they can both “get what you need” in ’72 so everything will be ok..
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Thank you, Violet!
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Poor Desmond, I think he was already getting attached to her.
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She’s a bit prickly, isn’t she? I think Desmond should just write off his good deed and move on to more appreciative people!
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Yes, prickly describes it well!
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