[ A girl. Todd's met enough girls and women-folk in the past day that he shouldn't be all that shocked to see one now. This one's got the same dress (even if it's dirtier) and the same hair (even if it ain't so tidy) as they do. But her eyes. Her eyes are big and knowing, and something about them makes that sadness Todd's been missing well up all suddenlike in his chest (shut up don't).
So maybe it's her eyes or maybe it's the fact that he still ain't as used to girls as he'd like to be but either way Todd Hewitt takes a startled step back, nearly finds himself tripping and toppling over thanks to a rough patch of ground beneath the muck of the swamp.
And then she says "Hello" in that voice-not voice, noise-not noise, of hers and Todd takes another abrupt step back, and his eyes get wide and large too. (You can't be doin' that.) And he asks the only question he can think to ask, ]
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So maybe it's her eyes or maybe it's the fact that he still ain't as used to girls as he'd like to be but either way Todd Hewitt takes a startled step back, nearly finds himself tripping and toppling over thanks to a rough patch of ground beneath the muck of the swamp.
And then she says "Hello" in that voice-not voice, noise-not noise, of hers and Todd takes another abrupt step back, and his eyes get wide and large too. (You can't be doin' that.) And he asks the only question he can think to ask, ]
Is this real?