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Mar. 21st, 2009 08:02 pmHodgins knows he should have been home hours ago.
After visiting Zach, he had been oddly reluctant to go home. Which was stupid, he knew. And he knew Angela would be waiting for him. But after an hour of being able to pretend things were normal again, it was hard to go back to life being strained and disjointed—even the good parts.
It had taken him a long time just to turn the key in the ignition. Then he had taken the scenic route home. And there may have been a bar—an out of the way dive—that he had stopped at for a little while.
And now he is sitting in the car in the driveway, outside of the house.
He’ll go in. Any minute now.
After visiting Zach, he had been oddly reluctant to go home. Which was stupid, he knew. And he knew Angela would be waiting for him. But after an hour of being able to pretend things were normal again, it was hard to go back to life being strained and disjointed—even the good parts.
It had taken him a long time just to turn the key in the ignition. Then he had taken the scenic route home. And there may have been a bar—an out of the way dive—that he had stopped at for a little while.
And now he is sitting in the car in the driveway, outside of the house.
He’ll go in. Any minute now.
