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Dodge blinks, a little caught off guard by the question. He hasn’t really eaten at the diner. He works there, but most of the time he brings a lunch from home, or he just doesn’t eat until he gets home. “I, uh. The cheeseburger’s pretty good. Or the onion rings.” He gives her a slight smile and goes back to wiping down the counter. He doesn’t know why she asked him that. Obviously it’s because he works here and knows what’s good and what’s not, but Dodge has never been good at not being suspicious. He’s trying to work on that, though.

› GENERAL STARTER CALL , accepting , @notefinal .

" do you have a favorite? " ... and it's asked so casually , if dodge and kristen aren't nearly strangers [ he said his name a few minutes ago. SHE NEVER SAID HER NAME ] . she's just looking over the menu , aviators still on her face. a question asked like he's a friend and she doesn't know how to make up her mind at the moment.

" i can't do this, preston. " it isn't that nate is refusing to help. it isn't that he's against giving his time away, his efforts, his hope. it's that.. this was his home. this was the last place they were happy. the last place he got to kiss her, to hold her, to hold shaun. to allow these people - these strangers - to take up the spaces that belong to nora is like an invasion. he knows his wife would not mind, but he can't help but ache at hearing steps that are either too heavy or too soft. nothing in this world is just right.

fourteen hours and nate's aching body still works alongside sturges. he has to finish this other house. the walls, the windows, the roof. move them out of the home he's already rebuilt. " i'm sorry. " whispering over the hammering of nails is hard to do. " i don't mean it to be selfish. i hope to fix the whole neighborhood up so everyone has their own space. just need a little help. " @torntruth