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Jun 4, 2014 22:48:52 GMT -6
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He chuckled lightly at Bentley's statement. He half expected that sort of trouble all the time now. Andrew hadn't known what form it would take but trouble was a fairly constant companion.
"You get used to it after a while."
He gave a nod in response to her next question.
"It wouldn't hurt. We can always hope they won't involve the police but it would be better to be out of plain view." his voice dropped into a mutter, "Especially since I've seen way too much of the police already."
If his luck regarding violence and the police kept up he'd know every officer in the area. Andrew eyed Bentley as though measuring her. She wasn't bad for a human and she had stood up for those kids. And since when had he started thinking in terms of us and them? Eh, it didn't matter. More importantly Bentley seemed ok.
"Pleasure meeting you Bentley, even if it got a bit chaotic. Maybe we'll meet again sometime huh?"
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Posted by bentleymae on Apr 17, 2011 10:12:13 GMT -6
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Bentley nodded, still smiling. “It was nice to meet you, too, Andrew.” She held her hand out, this time a table full of food wasn’t in the way of a good handshake. “I hope we do meet again.” Her smile broadened. Maybe the next time they ran into each other things wouldn’t be as crazy and they would really get the chance to talk. And maybe next time their conversation would be more lively. Not that their short time together hadn’t been revealing but Bentley would really like to have learned more about the strange man before her.
After shaking hands with Andrew Bentley turned away and began the long walk home. She cast another glance over her shoulder and waved. She faced the direction she was headed again and was glad that even in the midst of fighting with those dull minded people back in the mall she had still managed to keep ahold of her things.
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