Prompts: 26. company, 20. writer's choice
Lindsay didn't say anything. She didn't need to. That wasn't why Danny had come over. He hadn't come for her whispered assurances, which she wouldn't presume to give him. She wouldn't tell him that everything was going to be all right because she honestly didn't know how things were going to turn out. Danny didn't come to her for what she had to say. He came to her for the way she held him as his tough New York facade disappeared and he sobbed into her pillow. He came for the way her fingers rubbed his back, his arms, his neck as he lost control of the emotions he tried so hard to hide. He came for her company, the comfort that she offered, and she was more than willing to oblige.
