How Far I'll Go

Siobhan was just too sweet, the kind of sweet she wanted to roll up and cuddle at night. There was a greater innocence to her, despite the closeness in their age. A naive, too, shown in her embarrassed introduction. At least she could laugh at it, and Keetie grinned back at her. “Siobhan, a beautiful name, but a bit of a mouthful, how would you like me to shorten it, sweetheart, Si?” she asked, walking close enough to her new friend to bump shoulders.

She knew the feeling of split family, and a lot of time passing between seeing them. But for Keetie, that was natural, and she saw those goofballs she called siblings often enough to appease her need for them. It sounded like with Si it was a great deal harder. “Not at all love! Personally, I like to stick my nose in every new face with a greeting, but I get some people are more secluded.” She paused for a moment, the sound of their steps filling the silence, and then. “Does that mean you’ve never had a kiss before?”

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