blogofmissjoanwatson:

“Leave it. I’ll see to it later.” Joan said and stood up. “What’s the matter? Why are you so worked up?” She asked and looked down at the woman. “Come sit over here and talk to me.”

         “^{——
                Well…
                       You know when you see something happen ,
                               And ;
                                       For the safety of others, and yourself —
                                             You become unsure of wannting to say anything about it?
                                                     Well yeah.}”

blogofmissjoanwatson:

“Was there any need for an entrance like that?”

         “^{——
                   Indefinite apologies!}”

            ^{[ of course she’d managed to knock over the vase
                   on the fragile looking wood stool in the doorway
                         on her way in.
                               the frazzled girl crouched down, setting the pieces in her hands
                                     in a desperate attempt to pick everything up. ]}