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Post by Sam Merlotte on Jul 3, 2011 19:52:32 GMT -7
"I really wish you wouldn't talk like that. Need another slice of humble pie Sam? Because it sounds like you ate the whole bloody bakery. Be a little easier on yourself, you deserve more than you give yourself credit for"
Sam stared at her. “It’s not like that.” He said flatly, his tone getting the bitter edge to it that meant he was not going to be budged. Anyone that talked to Sam found out sooner or later that he had a stubborn streak that would never, ever be broken. “What I said is the truth.”
There wasn’t anything special about him, after all. Sookie didn’t want him. Tara kept running away from him. His parents ditched him and so did his foster parents. His brother? Well, he just stole from him. Everyone else took advantage of him. How much longer until Brandy joined him on his long list of grievances?
"I'm going to go. I have apple pie waiting to be put in the oven. I'll bring you a slice tomorrow, trust me when I say it tastes much better than the humble."
He watched her get up to leave, and simply stared after her. It wasn’t until she was completely wrong that he sighed and said, “Good night.”
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