Date: 2021-07-08 07:11 pm (UTC)
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Joan puts the phone back into her pocket, then moves so she can cup Ted's cheek and kiss him, a long, lingering kiss with just a trace of desperation.

When their lips part she presses her forehead to his, eyes closed.

"I need to go," she whispers.
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