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Tired 
30th-Sep-2008 12:57 pm
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Title: Tired
Author: [livejournal.com profile] nothorse
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Word (for [livejournal.com profile] open_on_sunday)
Character: Buffy
Spoilers: Season 7
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money.


"Just you listening helps me already. You're the only one I can really talk to. There's just the kids in school with their troubles and Wood, well, he's the boss. At home there's the girls and Spike and Giles."

"You know, I need to go shopping for next week and well money's just so tight. And there'll be more girls."

"I won't run. Not again. I just need some quiet. Just a little. I'm tired."

Buffy touched the headstone tenderly and left. "Bye, Mom."

If words from the dead could hurt them, maybe words to the dead could heal them.

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