The living room is quiet and the street outside the window is calm save one lone sedan. They’re sitting on the couch facing each other, one of Sana’s legs tucked up underneath her and her elbow braced against the back of the couch, fist supporting her head.
“I wouldn’t say that,” Fatiha says gently, placing her hand on Sana’s knee.
Sana sighs. “Okay, well, say something then.”
Fatiha looks out the window over Sana’s shoulder. She exhales, rubs at the lined skin over her eyebrow, where her worry has collected over the years and three children. “I wish that you still trusted me,” she says, at length. Guilt seizes Sana’s stomach, low and tight.
“I do trust you,” Sana insists, leaning closer. “It’s not that I don’t trust you.”
Quiet sits between them, the weight of the emergent truth filling the space. Fatiha had never met the girls, any of them, until that afternoon. Sana ducks her head, looks where her mother’s soft, brown hand rests on her knee, thumb moving soothingly side to side.
Sana takes a breath, then looks up at her mother from under her lashes. “Do you want to hear about them? My friends?”
Fatiha’s face softens, a smile curling at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes are warm with the love that Sana has seen there every day of her life, constant, endless. “I want to hear everything, my love.”
Felicity Smoak is not your average debutante, but going to the
Debutante Ball turns out to be one of the most important decisions of
her life. The story of an uptown girl meeting a downtown boy - who
happens to be in a rock band.
This is a birthday present for my dear friend Carol @tdgal1
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Oliver could not remember a time when he was so happy. Just being near Felicity or knowing he would be near her soon, changed everything. He felt like a kid at Christmas. He didn’t know such happiness existed and he didn’t want to let it go.
He looked over at Felicity who was sitting on a chair backward, her hair up in a messy bun with jeans and a new Better Than Chocolate t-shirt she designed on. It had their new slogan - What’s Better Than Chocolate? Check it out at BetterThanChocolate.com. Traffic to their website continued to climb thanks in part to the t-shirts but also, he was sure by the daily added content. Felicity was beyond phenomenal at her job. Which just reminded him again that is because she is far too good at everything to be here.
“You’re staring at me…” Felicity growled teasing. “I can sense it. I hope you are thinking good thoughts.”
I go to school online. If I don’t have free access to the Internet, I would have to pay more to just do basic homework things, like research, completing assignments, and emailing professors. You bet your ass I’m for Net Neutrality. If this is repealed, I could lose access to my school account, my entertainment, and my ability to pay back student loans. All of which are done and MUST BE COMPLETED online. I would lose everything that I have worked so hard for, so excuse me when I say that I will be as annoying and persistent as possible to make sure that Net Neutrality laws won’t get repealed.
Okay I'm sorry but this is 2016 and a grown ass man is not going to sit back and just let a tv network tell you what you're going to do about your personal life. Sam is young and handsome and so what's wrong with him hooking up with different women he's attracted to, maybe he's not ready to settle down. They have stated so many times they're not together and Cait said she's seeing someone else. So why would he sit back and pine for her when he can go out and live his life.
1. Yep it’s 2016 alright, and no reason to be sorry for it that I can see. I’ve been quite enjoying 2016 so far!
2. a. In any year, even the year 2016, a man must listen to his bosses if he wants to keep his job. This applies to grown ass men as well.
b. A man also listens to his partner and if she says she wishes to keep their relationship out of the papers a husband or boyfriend, even a grown ass one, would do well to go along with her if he wants to keep on being her husband or boyfriend.
3. Nothing at all wrong with a young, handsome guy sampling some “pub food” or a quick bit of “take away” that catches his eye. But if a young, handsome guy is a husband or boyfriend he knows that the same rules apply to him as apply to older, less photogenic ones: no more fast food hookups, it’s all home cookin’ for him from here on out!
4. Men who aren’t ready to settle down don’t settle down. Sam seems very settled down, so I guess Sam was ready to settle down.
5. See 2.a. and 2.b.
6. Cait has only said she is seeing “someone”; i. e. an unknown or unspecified person, and no “else” involved, and so as far as I can see it anon, Sam fits the definition of “someone” as well as anybody.
7. Sorry anon, I can’t see any reason why Sam would pine. Well, perhaps he does pine a small bit when work separates him from Cait, but, otherwise it seems to be just as you say; that he is happily going out and enjoying his life-with Cait!
Yes, but I wouldn’t have rushed into it. I would have weighed my options a bit more and considered doing a post bacc program and applying in the US. I know I can do it, but I often feel unprepared for a job back home and that’s terrifying.
I would’ve. I just don’t see myself doing anything else. I love it (I must be a masochist, knowing that my wage gonna be around 300 euro). Though I’m afraid that I’ll lose my shit and just become a call-center operator, cuz even they make more money
I think I still would go through the experience, but not by the path that I did. I chose to go into an accelerated path where I got my bachelors in 2 years and then went on to med school right after. If I were to do it over I’d probably go the traditional route with 4 year bachelors.
It’s been a hell of a ride. Good times, shit times and crazy times. Laughter, tears and cuddles. I have learnt so much and it’s made me a better person. No, I wouldn’t change it at all. Keep holding on…
Probably sooner, and with a little more enthusiasm. I wasted more than two years with a poli sci/pre law curriculum before deciding to go the science route. I’ll be 28 when I start residency in about a year, but I could have done it that much quicker. That’s about my only regret. Back then, I could have sworn I wouldn’t be the one to romanticize medicine the way I do now.