{"id":5613,"date":"2014-08-19T17:55:15","date_gmt":"2014-08-19T17:55:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/08\/19\/fate-is-cruel-3\/"},"modified":"2014-08-19T17:55:15","modified_gmt":"2014-08-19T17:55:15","slug":"fate-is-cruel-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/08\/19\/fate-is-cruel-3\/","title":{"rendered":"fate is cruel"},"content":{"rendered":"

thenameislahey<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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[<\/strong>\u00a0summer rainault<\/a>\u00a0]<\/strong><\/small><\/p>\n

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A strained silence fell between them. She didn\u2019t want to just get up and leave \u2014 for one thing, that would be absurdly wasteful. Besides, leaving felt like she was letting him drive her off, and her pride wouldn\u2019t allow that. He would have to leave first. She stared at her ereader instead, not turning pages and hardly seeing the words until the screensaver kicked in.<\/small><\/p>\n

Surreptitiously, she sneaked glances at him. He still looked the same \u2014 she didn\u2019t know why she thought he would look different. Her throat ached, and sternly she swallowed back tears. She wasn\u2019t going to let him see her cry.<\/small><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0To those looking in, he must have looked like his meal was the most interesting thing in the world, the way his gaze was trained on it. Finally, after glancing up to see her with the ereader, he was reminded of his book and so began to read while he ate once more.<\/span><\/small><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0The book became his new center of attention and his fork fell against the plate with a quiet\u00a0clang<\/em> as he dropped it to turn the page.<\/span><\/span><\/small><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

She jerked at the sound, a harsh involuntary startle that knocked over her cup, spreading ice and faintly soda laced water across the table. “Fuck,” she snapped, equally involuntarily, and grabbed for the paper cup, sending several bits of ice skittering across to land in his lap.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

thenameislahey: [\u00a0summer rainault\u00a0] A strained silence fell between them. She didn\u2019t want to just get up and leave \u2014 for one thing, that would be absurdly wasteful. Besides, leaving felt like she was letting him drive her off, and her pride wouldn\u2019t allow that. He would have to leave first. She stared at her ereader … Continue reading fate is cruel<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,575,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5613"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5613"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5613\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5613"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5613"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5613"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}