[He looks down at his fingers, takes another drink. He doesn't know, exactly, how to say what he wants to say. How much he loves her, how much he's afraid of her. How much she wants the best for her. How he hates her, too.]
[When he looks at Jimmy, it's a little shy, like a little boy trying to ask permission for something big and scary.]
I wish she was here. This place - it'd be good for her.
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[When he looks at Jimmy, it's a little shy, like a little boy trying to ask permission for something big and scary.]
I wish she was here. This place - it'd be good for her.