“ oh come on, frankie !! ” though she’s QUICK to stop in her tracks when he turns to face her, the bright clicking on cold floors stopped in an instant, always careful not to be too close especially when he’s in a MOOD. there is a harsh tug on her heart when he deigns her PITIFUL but she’s never one to argue. “ i just wanna know how he is! and where? and if he’s comin’ back anytime soon… ?”
the lilt of the over - grown CHILD’S voice rings in the doctor’s ears, reverberates like some WRETCHED cuckoo clock. he glowers ; licks dry lips. ‘ edward is closer than you imagine, DOVE. & he’s quite fine … perhaps he required a bit of time to, erm – COOL OFF, so to speak ! ’