Byron's smile faded, just a tiny bit, wary of anything that anyone might call perfection, and very aware that this is something the two of them shared, all the time. Every day. He'd been brought along on sufferance, but he'd be dropped off and they'd be gone again. It cut, that sense of lack of place again. Sent away. Left behind.
It wasn't perfect at all.
Some of the beauty dimmed, but he brightened his smile again so it wouldn't show. "It certainly is a one of a kind occasion."
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Date: 2006-11-09 02:43 am (UTC)It wasn't perfect at all.
Some of the beauty dimmed, but he brightened his smile again so it wouldn't show. "It certainly is a one of a kind occasion."