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Dealing
September 30, 2012
Danny sniffled loudly and ran from the room, from the overpowering scent of flowers.
Jazz followed. "Are you alright?"
"No."
"I thought that since you're a ghost and all… understanding death…"
"That's the problem," he snapped. "I'm used to ghosts. People who are dead but come back no matter how many times I beat them up.
"I'm so used to being dead myself that I forget when people die, they die for real and they never come back. And then when I remember, Jazz…" He reached out and cried on her shoulder.
"Shh, it's alright little brother; it's okay, shh…"
Monday (Oct 1) is Danny Day of Angst. Get ready for it. yay. More angst.