Anne Shirley (
anneoftheisland) wrote2008-07-24 03:39 am
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[ for logan, dated to July 27 ]
There were moments when Anne's sobs were even louder and more desperate than Matthew's, though Anne certainly had more ways she could have been expressing herself and Matthew had only his cries. Joe could do - and was doing - so much for her, but he could not take this burden from her heart. He could not make Matthew forget that he had gone to sleep next to two mothers and woken up next to one.
Anne was used to sharing the burdens and joys of parenthood, but now in a time when she most needed a few moments to lose herself she had no one turn to, a conundrum of the most devastating sort.
That wasn't true, though. Anne still had people to turn to. And Joe wasn't the only person she considered family on the island.
Anne was used to sharing the burdens and joys of parenthood, but now in a time when she most needed a few moments to lose herself she had no one turn to, a conundrum of the most devastating sort.
That wasn't true, though. Anne still had people to turn to. And Joe wasn't the only person she considered family on the island.
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He was quiet for a while after that, simply rocking the baby in his arms and silently wishing there was more he could do or say to help. There was nothing though, he knew it. No amount of reassurance would make Anne feel any better, and no amount of hoping would bring Ariel back.