Callie listens to him whistling. "Yes. You too. It was always you, in my dreams. I'm..weak, these days. It'll be a while before I can go around as I please. I know you don't want to come here. I want to see you. I miss you. I'l come as soon as I can."

She does hope that he'll come and see her. Even a week seems way too long now, and it may be a few before she's confident enough to go out alone.


yay. *hugs you* am slower than thou, dear :) and if Clay were soooo strong as to walk to the beach house gate, I know Callie pup would be happy, and others too *hint hint*