[Crane doesn't reply till the next morning. He would have ignored it, once. But accusations of cowardice lie behind him and push him to tackle the offer.]
What a generous offer. Though I hardly need it.
[He writes another line.]
All that's dead and buried. There's nothing to discuss. And wouldn't I seek the ear of friends I know before unloading my past to a stranger?
[Friends. A polite word for the rabble he's ended up babysitting, that.]
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Date: 2016-12-12 12:16 am (UTC)What a generous offer. Though I hardly need it.
[He writes another line.]
All that's dead and buried. There's nothing to discuss. And wouldn't I seek the ear of friends I know before unloading my past to a stranger?
[Friends. A polite word for the rabble he's ended up babysitting, that.]