[ There's a relief at knowing Annabeth is secure in the fact she's worth more than anything a man says, even if that man is Percy. Thank Christ (or...whoever, these days) that for the faults it still has, the future allows young women to know themselves better than in either time Claire's ever lived in.
There's a pregnant pause when Claire isn't sure what to expect. She suspects Annabeth hasn't had much loving, patient parenting; she wasn't always there for Bree when she needed her mother, and Claire can never change how much she wishes she had been there, not escaping to school or the hospital when her sense of loss and grief threatened to overwhelm her. She can do better now, and she will. She hopes she already has.
Reaching out tentatively, she gently squeezes Annabeth's hand. ]
I'm sorry if anyone ever made you feel as though knowing you could be easy to let go of.
no subject
There's a pregnant pause when Claire isn't sure what to expect. She suspects Annabeth hasn't had much loving, patient parenting; she wasn't always there for Bree when she needed her mother, and Claire can never change how much she wishes she had been there, not escaping to school or the hospital when her sense of loss and grief threatened to overwhelm her. She can do better now, and she will. She hopes she already has.
Reaching out tentatively, she gently squeezes Annabeth's hand. ]
I'm sorry if anyone ever made you feel as though knowing you could be easy to let go of.