Rose let Joey get through everything he had to say without interruption, unsuccessfully trying to keep her expression controlled. Dammit. What did she know about love? Her own birth had been the result of a simple giving in to suppressed, fiery passions, not the kind of life-long love that held a relationship, no matter how much she could tell her father still loved her mother.
And now somebody was telling that to her.
"I... I ain't so good with words, Joey. Not like that," she started, as she reached out to take his hand. "But I ain't never felt the way I feel about you before. And down in Fargo... I knew I'd live through that, but when I was pullin' myself out... I started thinkin' it wouldn't have been worth it if you didn't."
She gave his hand a squeeze. "And if you can't come... then I ain't going. Plain as that."
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