Bobby smiled at him and blew a silent kiss, the smile fading as he listened to the phone. "I know, mom, but--this is my choice. It'll be okay. I promise." He paused, listening again. "No, I'm okay right now. Thanks. I'll probably come back to Boston at some point this summer to take care of some loose ends. I'll let you know what my plans are."
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Date: 2015-07-11 11:33 pm (UTC)