She smiles to herself and lets her side bump against Spike's. It always was a giant long-term game of peekaboo to Junior.
Now little Beth might be so used to it that she'll start wondering why they're playing less often.
At least she finds Spike so engaging she won't mind much.
Reaching over, she pushes a little brown curl out of Junior's face. "What money?" One corner of her mouth curls. "I could bet some cigarettes."
He'd probably like that. They've been using them a lot more for bartering than smoking since they've been out here, and it's had to have been even worse for him than it has been for her.
He always used to smoke like a fucking chimney.
There are times when she misses seeing a cigarette between his lips or dangling from his fingers. It was his natural state.
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Date: 2008-07-26 07:17 am (UTC)Now little Beth might be so used to it that she'll start wondering why they're playing less often.
At least she finds Spike so engaging she won't mind much.
Reaching over, she pushes a little brown curl out of Junior's face. "What money?" One corner of her mouth curls. "I could bet some cigarettes."
He'd probably like that. They've been using them a lot more for bartering than smoking since they've been out here, and it's had to have been even worse for him than it has been for her.
He always used to smoke like a fucking chimney.
There are times when she misses seeing a cigarette between his lips or dangling from his fingers. It was his natural state.