The forest…(Part 2/2)
“It’s been a while…” He shuffled in the grass. “…I’ve dreamt about you…I think it’s a si-” He stopped. “Do…you..?” He raised his hand, letting it run over Bills arm. He gradually moved it up, and flinched when he got to the wrist. “I…this is pathetic Ford…Your talking to stone…” He clutched his arm and laughed at himself. It grew softer after a while…He turned back to look at Bills statue…His brow furrowed, his arm moved slightly toward him….He stopped himself and ran away, his heart pounding in his chest. ‘What just happened?!’ He tought when he got back to the shack.
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