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She remembered being happy.

Playing dolls, hosting tea parties for her teddy bears.

Free as a bird, running around the neighbourhood with her friends.

Giggling in bathrooms, making eyes at boys.

Kissing in the backseat until she was breathless, sneaking in late with a smile on her face.

She remembered being happy. Happy, joyful, blissed out, gleeful, giddy, merry.

But as she sat in a darkened room at 2 am with a glass of wine, waiting for her husband to come home, Joyce knew she hadn’t been happy in a very long time.

And she wanted to be happy again.

Date: 2010-04-14 01:24 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jerusha
Oh, poor Joyce. My hearts breaks a bit for her.

Date: 2010-04-14 02:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] garnigal.livejournal.com
Thanks. I hope she had glee in her life before it all went bad. Heaven's knows there isn't much glee in Sunnydale.

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