Which isn't to say she doesn't want to believe Emma, just that all of this is so frustrating and she feels like it's tugging at all her seams. Not as badly now as when he's standing in front of her, but the phantom ache of that feeling was still intense. No matter how many times she reminded herself.
Mary Margaret took a small drink of her whiskey this time. A slight cringe, but no cough this time time, looking over at Emma in answer to the searching look, trying to get her to look up. "How was it? The welcome home party?"
Was it as perfectly hopeful, and wanting to help, and filled with people from everywhere, as she pictured pretty much everything Kathryn did after watching her trying so hard for David in the hospital?
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Which isn't to say she doesn't want to believe Emma, just that all of this is so frustrating and she feels like it's tugging at all her seams. Not as badly now as when he's standing in front of her, but the phantom ache of that feeling was still intense. No matter how many times she reminded herself.
Mary Margaret took a small drink of her whiskey this time. A slight cringe, but no cough this time time, looking over at Emma in answer to the searching look, trying to get her to look up. "How was it? The welcome home party?"
Was it as perfectly hopeful, and wanting to help, and filled with people from everywhere, as she pictured pretty much everything Kathryn did after watching her trying so hard for David in the hospital?