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And Then You UnderstandYou feel a pang of heartache as the voices of the barista and courier travels towards you.
And when you lay eyes on them, it hurts even more.
You cannot remember them, not exactly, but there is something about their looks, their voices that makes you believe you’ve seen them before.
Shaun and Rebecca. You test the sound of their names by pronouncing them, softly, to yourself as you return to your workstation.
They haunt your dreams and your thoughts. Shaun specifically. You make sure to stop by his station every day.
You try out the coffee, but finds the man cannot make a decent cup.
So you buy tea the other days, wondering how someone who makes great tea but lousy coffee got a job as a barista.
You want to talk to him, but whatever you try to say, you always get short answers.
So you give up conversation.
You show up at the same time every day, and finds your regular cup of tea waiting for you.
You smile at him, thanks him, says his name for the first time.
Some emotion flickers
Homestead and Heartche Abbie always see the sadness and longing in Ichabod’s eyes when he is at the homestead, and especially when he’s interacting with the members of the community and gaining more of them.
It got worse after they helped young Thomas get back to his lost colony and they moved on.
Ichabod seemed so at home with the people, speaking another, older form for English. They were the people of his time, and – as she stated to him – she had expected him to choose to stay with them.
But each day she thought more and more about how much he belonged here, in this time, with her.
When Abbie watches Ichabod play, she sometimes feels a pang of guilt for thinking that. She needs him here, with her, to help her solve whatever the heck that’s going on, but lately she’s feeling something more, something that makes her want him to stay for more personal and selfish reasons.
This is why she tells him one day when he’s doing missions on the
Coffee and Cigarettes It’s been a year, and every day bears a painful reminder of his loss. The little things he used to enjoy so much, like drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes, are things of the past now. Before this had all started, he’d stuck to tea, never getting accustomed to the dark taste of coffee, even if he added lots of milk and sugar.
Desmond had changed that however, and that was why he didn’t drink it anymore.
He’d stopped with the cigarettes because it had been something of a stress relief during their mission, and during the last couple of weeks he had smoked with Desmond several times.
So he quit smoking as well.
It still didn’t help one bit, because he felt the need for a smoke when he let his mind wander, thinking about that period of his life.
Shaun had thrown his coffee machine out the window one morning, satisfied by the sound of it smashing into pieces on the street below.
He did it because he’d been tired that morning and
IKEA The morning of the 2nd of July brought with it a promise of a clear sky and warm weather.
Shaun and Desmond got out of bed and put on some clothes that wouldn’t make them too hot during the day, before going downstairs to have a light breakfast, seeing as they didn’t have much food due to the lack of a refrigerator.
Just the prospect of going through all of IKEA after the stuff they needed made the meagre breakfast and lack of coffee didn’t bode well for the outcome of the day.
They had ordered a dishwasher, stove and refrigerator, but it wouldn’t arrive until the next day, which was why they were going to IKEA today. The counters, cabinets and sink had already been fitted, just as the bathrooms had been furnished with plumbing and cabinets.
Today, they were going to buy everything else, from furniture to candles.
It took them about an hour to arrive at IKEA in Cardiff, which was the closest one, and even though they were there just as the s
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