'Yes, absolutely. Half of DC will be there.
Will you be still at work later? I'll come around to see Dad, I could stop by at your little shoe box my Dad keeps you in and calls 'office'.'
@RADlCALHONESTY The little bing on her laptop announces another incoming message from the BUDDY BOOK page, one of the very few she's indeed eager to read.
upon her online request to be friends and things have developed in a nice and friendly way between them since then. Actually..../very/ nice and friendly.
Emily's eyes are gleaming a little upon the last question.
@_MirroredTruth Two cups of peppermint tea, and her phone next to them at the couch table. At Eli's couch table. It's still there.
She buries her hand into her other pocket, just for show. "Uh. Must have left my phone at home."
@_MirroredTruth "Really? The way you sounded it seems she either invited you to her wedding with Roger or asked to buy into your firm." Emily raised her eyebrow questioningly, not willing to let the thing go.
@_MirroredTruth them yourself. Truth is a fragile thing in this house. It has become more of a variety of alternative realities for her, to believe in at different times.
"Hey Dad," she greets him in a light and uplifting way. "What's the screaming about?"