"A thing?" she echoes curiously about that, but quickly decides that maybe any "thing" in Duplicity is more complicated than any "thing" in Roswell. They can get to that story after the other stories.
She nods at the leading question and this is where the telling gets a little tougher. She doesn't know why she feels a little awkward explaining this to Michael, of all people. He was nothing but caring, loving, toward her after finding out. Nothing really changed except the upping of his concern over her well being. But it's still strange to admit to, hasn't gotten more normal or easy to comprehend.
"They had a daughter. Her name was Patricia." She clears her throat a little bit as it threatens to tighten. "And she had a daughter. Her name is Mimi."
This is where she looks at him, expectant, but brings it fully to the fore instead of letting him do it.
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She nods at the leading question and this is where the telling gets a little tougher. She doesn't know why she feels a little awkward explaining this to Michael, of all people. He was nothing but caring, loving, toward her after finding out. Nothing really changed except the upping of his concern over her well being. But it's still strange to admit to, hasn't gotten more normal or easy to comprehend.
"They had a daughter. Her name was Patricia." She clears her throat a little bit as it threatens to tighten. "And she had a daughter. Her name is Mimi."
This is where she looks at him, expectant, but brings it fully to the fore instead of letting him do it.
"And Mimi had a daughter... me."