"Tara," he says solidly. There's a purposeful beat to make sure she's listening. "You don't live here. I'm not saying you're not still family, but this isn't the place you call 'home' anymore even if it used to be. Your home is wherever you're needed, that's the job you took and makes you feel full at night, and I get that. I know you know more about that place than I do.
"So trust me when I say I know what's been 'home' in your absence. You were a convenient excuse. Christie hated a lot of things, but she didn't have the gall to work it better for herself. If it hadn't been you, it'd be me. I could have a lot of gripes, too, but you don't see me running away and doing stuff that could kill people. Let's forget the stuff mom and dad tell themselves about this. I love her, too, Tara, but this is her call, and she's dead wrong."
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Date: 2007-07-10 06:14 pm (UTC)"So trust me when I say I know what's been 'home' in your absence. You were a convenient excuse. Christie hated a lot of things, but she didn't have the gall to work it better for herself. If it hadn't been you, it'd be me. I could have a lot of gripes, too, but you don't see me running away and doing stuff that could kill people. Let's forget the stuff mom and dad tell themselves about this. I love her, too, Tara, but this is her call, and she's dead wrong."