[His breath hitched for a moment as he realized, not for the first time, that he'd never be able to understand how they'd gotten to this. How his solitary search for answers (true, he had a research group, but really, the search was his alone with them tagging along), his search for his missing wife had turned into this. His arms around another woman who was almost half his age and knowing that he'd rather be here than with Coralee.
At the mention of his lacking friendship and the analysis of his character, he merely sighed. Of course Alex would think that way. She believed in close relationships, touching and flirting. Alex believed in a world where people looked at one another with a kind of respect. Richard, on the other hand, had left any semblance of belief in such a world behind over twenty years ago. Back when Coralee had abandoned her family instead of telling them what was going on and letting Charlie and himself decide if the danger was worth being together with her, even if that together were on the run. They would have, but they'd never been given that choice.]
I'm not a nice person Alex.
[It was a lie he'd told himself for twenty years. A lie he believed with very few breaks. He wasn't a nice person. He drove people away, shut them out and was cruel. This was a fact; it was him.]
And I have you.
[She was all he needed in the end. He wasn't sure how or why that had happened, but it was the truth.]
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At the mention of his lacking friendship and the analysis of his character, he merely sighed. Of course Alex would think that way. She believed in close relationships, touching and flirting. Alex believed in a world where people looked at one another with a kind of respect. Richard, on the other hand, had left any semblance of belief in such a world behind over twenty years ago. Back when Coralee had abandoned her family instead of telling them what was going on and letting Charlie and himself decide if the danger was worth being together with her, even if that together were on the run. They would have, but they'd never been given that choice.]
I'm not a nice person Alex.
[It was a lie he'd told himself for twenty years. A lie he believed with very few breaks. He wasn't a nice person. He drove people away, shut them out and was cruel. This was a fact; it was him.]
And I have you.
[She was all he needed in the end. He wasn't sure how or why that had happened, but it was the truth.]