Sweetcheeks was here.

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I actually thought I could smell her perfume earlier.  No, not some manmade contrivance, she wore no such thing.  She did have her own nutty, coffee, woman scent I always liked.  Actually, I smelled it yesterday "morning", last night, and then again this morning.  Initially I thought it might simply be my own mind.  If it was, it created a response.

I also suspect Drambue may have been involved.  And chocolate?  Hmm.  Yeah.

Then I saw the playlist.  Recent enough, but not.  And the ordering...  No, it was her.





Yes, I do see dearheart.

I know.  As you now realize more my nature.

Oh, but they were some times!  *smile*

Yeah, but you knew this at the start.  You, too, see... some things... with your eyes closed.

You.  Only ever saw brown eyes, if that was never real.  Couldn't always see with your eyes open... either.

You... were given a chance.  The same house of whispers is no longer available on that shining hill, but a spare room is always here.  Choices, then and now.

I...  asking... offering... forgiveness?  Both.  So be it.  Perhaps as well, hoping to meet and truly learn each other in the right house of whispers?  She of little faith.  She... underestimates our understandings now.

There are some other sets which came through after these.  May share later.