[They already have some mutual acquaintances: Dr. Caroline, Gene, even Trevor. It could be nice. Could be worth it.
Ginia really doesn't want to get hung up on things, but her mind keeps spiraling back to an earlier part of their conversation.
You want to know any of them? Actually know them?
Is there anyone in her life she truly knows? You can spend seventeen years in hell surrounded by others and not know anything, but that's because none of them had a chance to really be anyone.
Maybe Ty. Ty is straight-forward, honest. Great with kids and their parents, Ginia figures it's part of being a pediatrician. But Ty's easy to talk with. Likeable.
Cecelia's a good boss and watches out for her people, but Ginia is pretty sure they aren't friends. That's a partnership, and who really knows Cecelia? She's a mystery of her own making.
A handful of other people she knows about their likes and dislikes. Personal information. Been invited to parties or outings. Strangely, a few keep inviting her even after she's turned down previous offers.]
I never learned how to make friends growing up. I was always the quiet one.
[There's a self-deprecating smile with her joke. But it's true enough. Wasn't space to make friends in the compound. She can't remember any of her life before.]
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[They already have some mutual acquaintances: Dr. Caroline, Gene, even Trevor. It could be nice. Could be worth it.
Ginia really doesn't want to get hung up on things, but her mind keeps spiraling back to an earlier part of their conversation.
You want to know any of them? Actually know them?
Is there anyone in her life she truly knows? You can spend seventeen years in hell surrounded by others and not know anything, but that's because none of them had a chance to really be anyone.
Maybe Ty. Ty is straight-forward, honest. Great with kids and their parents, Ginia figures it's part of being a pediatrician. But Ty's easy to talk with. Likeable.
Cecelia's a good boss and watches out for her people, but Ginia is pretty sure they aren't friends. That's a partnership, and who really knows Cecelia? She's a mystery of her own making.
A handful of other people she knows about their likes and dislikes. Personal information. Been invited to parties or outings. Strangely, a few keep inviting her even after she's turned down previous offers.]
I never learned how to make friends growing up. I was always the quiet one.
[There's a self-deprecating smile with her joke. But it's true enough. Wasn't space to make friends in the compound. She can't remember any of her life before.]
I guess that didn't change as an adult.