[He'd said it to start, that she'd think he was crazy for thinking they were anything alike; he can't see Lydia in Jo's wind-tangled hair, makeup-less face, toting a shotgun like she was born with it in her hand. He can't see Jo with Lydia's particular put-together cockiness, with her neatly coordinated wardrobe, lists and notes and organization. But.
He looks down at his hands, frowning faintly at first, more as the moments tick past. She was amazing. He can easily, readily admit that, along with the fact that she would spit in his face if she ever heard him talk about her. She should, anyway. She deserved so much better.]
She was amazing.
At the end, we - her and her mother, Ellen, were. They were on the front lines of the...
Chitaqua was their idea. Jo was... she learned fast, but she'd been kept out of it most of her life. She was tough, but she was in over her head, only it didn't matter anymore. Everyone was.
She never let me ride alone. Even when she didn't agree, she didn't - once she was there, she was there. Couldn't shake her. Couldn't make her stay home, couldn't make her stay safe, not while someone needed backup.
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[He'd said it to start, that she'd think he was crazy for thinking they were anything alike; he can't see Lydia in Jo's wind-tangled hair, makeup-less face, toting a shotgun like she was born with it in her hand. He can't see Jo with Lydia's particular put-together cockiness, with her neatly coordinated wardrobe, lists and notes and organization. But.
He looks down at his hands, frowning faintly at first, more as the moments tick past. She was amazing. He can easily, readily admit that, along with the fact that she would spit in his face if she ever heard him talk about her. She should, anyway. She deserved so much better.]
She was amazing.
At the end, we - her and her mother, Ellen, were. They were on the front lines of the...
Chitaqua was their idea. Jo was... she learned fast, but she'd been kept out of it most of her life. She was tough, but she was in over her head, only it didn't matter anymore. Everyone was.
She never let me ride alone. Even when she didn't agree, she didn't - once she was there, she was there. Couldn't shake her. Couldn't make her stay home, couldn't make her stay safe, not while someone needed backup.
That's what it is. That's. You.
I see it.