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    All The Fallen – Chapter 4 – Damned

    Story written on April 21, 2006 by Jaded_Wind.
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    Kit tells all… to Lara?

    “But….” Lara eluded and Kit
    grimaced.

    “But there’s a feelin’ I get when I’m with a man, not like Ivan,
    a ….

    “Real man?” asked a low voice from behind her. So low and filled with heartache
    and pain that it seemed to echo off the walls of the Planet.

    Their heads snapped up, Lara’s eyes widened in
    horror. If things could go wrong, they just would, wouldn’t they?

    If pain were blood, Ivan would have been
    drenched and dripping with it. It showed in his face, the way his arms hung
    limp at his sides, the horror, the resignation in his eyes.

    Kit felt it like a knife. “No, Ivan,
    no.. that’s not….”

    “Well, you can have that feeling any time you want, Kit.”
    He stepped forward, snapped his keyring off his belt, peeled off two keys, and
    laid them down on the table. The click of metal on wood was loud. “You can keep
    the house, Kit, just give me a few hours to get
    my stuff out. I’ll leave the spare in the mailbox.”

    “Ivan,” Kit
    jumped up, knocking over her chair, but he turned away from her, holding her at
    bay with one shaky hand.

    “Don’t, Kit. Just. Don’t,” he tucked his head down and walked away as fast as
    he could without breaking into a run. No tears. Not for her. Never for her.

    *~*~*~*~*

    Damned
    2.24.05
    Janet Marie

    We have a choice
    Do we love?
    Or sit around wondering
    Why the world keeps on turning
    We have a choice
    Damned if we do, damned if we don’t

    We have use
    For this truth
    We have only time to lose
    We are who we are
    No matter how hard we try
    We have nothing to decide
    Damned if we do, damned if we don’t

    We have a choice
    Do we love?
    Or sit around wondering
    Why the world keeps on turning
    We have a choice
    Damned if we do, damned if we don’t

    Always learning about one another
    Do’s and don’t
    Likes and dislikes

    We continue to yearn for each other
    Damned if we do, damned if we don’t

    We have a choice
    Do we love?
    Or sit around wondering
    Why the world keeps on turning
    We have a choice
    Damned if we do, damned if we don’t
    out was such a
    bad thing. Neither envisioned that

    turned to the voice,
    friendly and accepting.

    asked,
    then

    observed, sipping her coffee and making a face. “Ugh! It’s cold.” She started
    to stand but Lara waved her back to her seat.
    did
    have a way with the employees and with the customers. Business had picked up in
    the time had been involved with it.

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