Devin wanted to curl up on himself. In on himself. Wrap his arms around his knees and tell the world to fuck itself. But that would be a sign of weakness and doubt and shame, and he wasn't going to do that either. His voice was perfectly calm. Too calm really, given the fight or flight flashing in his eyes.
"The phone call earlier was asking if I was available this week. I told her I wasn't available any weeks. That I'd met someone and wasn't going to be pursuing that line of work. Kathryn apparently didn't believe that answer, and thought she'd try in person."
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Date: 2006-07-13 12:22 am (UTC)"The phone call earlier was asking if I was available this week. I told her I wasn't available any weeks. That I'd met someone and wasn't going to be pursuing that line of work. Kathryn apparently didn't believe that answer, and thought she'd try in person."