Lana looked off into the distance. "Oh, Phoebe... I... I couldn't talk to anyone about it. And then when I could it seemed too... I didn't want to upset you and the babies. Sam said he'd tell you when he thought the time was okay."
She let out a long breath. "Jim... Jim's dead, Phoebe."
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Date: 2008-10-26 03:34 am (UTC)She let out a long breath. "Jim... Jim's dead, Phoebe."