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*smile* I guess your day's going well then, Constable?

Yes, very well, thank you.

Could I ask ... why?

Oh. It's a little...umm... *flushes* .... Someone very dear to me spent the whole night with me. *flustered*

*soft chuckle, grinnig* Oh, I see. You have an admirer.

*ducks head* Yes. Which is good, because I certainly think a lot of him.

*smile* How wonderful! Well, he's certainly very luck to have you, sir.

*smiles* Thank you, I hope that he thinks so too.

I'm sure he does. Can I ask his name?

Uh. *glances around nervously* If you can keep a secret. People aren't supposed to know....

*smile* I see, it's a secret love. You don't have to say if you don't want to. I understand.

*sighs* It's complicated. I don't want it to be a secret, I want to tell the world. But, there could be problems if people knew, and I would rather just have him to myself, than not have him at all.

*soft smile* I'm hardly the world, but telling one person might help? I won't say a word, I swear. *concerned frown* I hope it's nothing ... dangerous?

*smiles* He works for the Chicago Police Department, he's afraid of his work colleague's reactions if he tells them, he thinks that he might get left without back up because of it.

I don't know, we have friends who are married, one of them works with him and there doesn't seem to be any problems. But I... I've fallen in love with him and I couldn't bare the thought of losing him.

*frowns* That's terrible! I'm sure they wouldn't do such a thing.

Sadly, it has been known. Some people are terribly close-minded.

Well, you tell them that if they did, Mrs. Brisby would have a thing or two to say about it.

*beams* Oh, thank you! But I would hate to get you involved when you already have so much to concern yourself with.

Not when you've been so kind to us ... And Timmy - he's getting a little better. Slowly. I - I'm just not sure how much longer we can wait before we have to move but we'll find a way, I'm sure of it.

Oh, I'm so glad! I hope that he continues to improve. You just have to keep hold of that faith that you'll find a way, positive thinking is a powerful thing.

*smiles* Yes, that's the sort of thing Jonathan used to say.

Who's Jonathan?

He was my husband.

I'm sorry, is he not with you now?

*shakes head* There an accident ... with Dragon.

The cat? Oh... I... oh, I'm so sorry.

*nod* Thank you.

Did you want to talk about it, or would you rather I change the subject?

(ooc: The mun keeps rats and mice, and is not overly tired and tearing up right now :s)

There's ... nothing much to say, really. I don't know what really happened. No one saw and I ... Jonathan always had his secrets and I never asked ...