Her darling, her sweet girl, her Sharon. All those pet names Sharon took for granted growing up, never conceiving they might have begun decades before.
This is her duty. It's her duty to return. She doesn't belong in the here and now. She should straighten, and tell Aunt Peggy she's fine, that she'll do exactly what she needs to do.
But it's Aunt Peggy. She can't lie to Aunt Peggy. "No," she admits," barely a breath. "But that won't stop me. I'll do what I have to do, Aunt Peggy."
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This is her duty. It's her duty to return. She doesn't belong in the here and now. She should straighten, and tell Aunt Peggy she's fine, that she'll do exactly what she needs to do.
But it's Aunt Peggy. She can't lie to Aunt Peggy. "No," she admits," barely a breath. "But that won't stop me. I'll do what I have to do, Aunt Peggy."