Chapter Twelve

[thebestseller]

I've got a new job tending bar at the Death Match. Bars are a good place to hear stories, and you know how much I love hearing stories.

[A pause and some pen taps before he adds:]

I'm a pretty good listener, too. If anyone needs that.

Comments

Re: Filter

[the_effect_she_has]

[She bit her bottom lip, pulling her knees up to her chest.] Do you think that person's friends would forgive you? For having these ... these feelings?

[thebestseller]

For having the feelings? Definitely. I think a lot of people would understand that... sometimes circumstances change, and it doesn't mean your feelings for the one you lost are gone, but you're letting someone else in.

[babyaliendaddy]

I hope you're right, Mr. Castle. Because I've always been wrong, about these sorts of things.

[the_effect_she_has]

I hope you're right, Mr. Castle. Because I've always been wrong, about these sorts of things.

[thebestseller]

I hope so, too. You gotta be right sometime, right?

[the_effect_she_has]

That's what they keep telling me, anyways.

[thebestseller]

I think you'll be fine. I'm an optimist, so maybe it will rub off.

[the_effect_she_has]

I've never managed the trick for that ... so I hope you're right, and it does.

[thebestseller]

If there's anyone who can lend some of his optimism to someone else, it's me. I've got a lot to spare.