❛ i carry your heart with me,
i am never without it.
here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life, which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide...
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WHEN LENNON GOT TO MILK STUDIOS, Jane was busy applying foundation to Maggie's face. They were on set of Maggie's vogue shoot, courtesy of promoting The Dark Knight. Maggie smiled as Lennon approached the two, happy to have her sister in law on the set of such an important photo shoot.
"Glad to see you were able to make it," Maggie commented. "Didn't think you would considering you haven't returned my calls."
"I know, I'm sorry, I've just been... figuring things out."
Lennon kept her hand in her coat pocket, not wanting to go into detail on the large ring that sat on her finger. She took a sip from her coffee, placing herself on the empty chair beside Maggie.
"You'll be here in a few weeks," Jane spoke through her teeth that held a makeup brush as she applied Maggie's eyeliner.
"I know, Bridget, my manager- she called me yesterday to tell me all the dates for press. It's gonna be the first time I'm leaving Nick."
Maggie gave a sad smile, "Peter isn't up to much, he'll be here with the girls– I'm assuming your leaving him with your mother?"
Lennon nodded, "I mean who else is there, ya know? I'd rather leave him with you, but obviously you're gonna be coming along with us, and I just don't think it's the best to bring him from country to country... state to state, all so quickly."
"Press is no joke. You remember how I was when I first had to leave Ramona with my parents?"
"Don't get me started." Lennon laughed. She recalled Maggie's crying fit over leaving her baby for the first time, it lasted a whole plane ride from New York to LA.
"It'll be okay, though. Both our parents will be around, and Peter."
"Voila," Jane stood back and admired the makeup she had completed. "Off to the photographer you go."
Maggie rolled her eyes at the gingers abruptness, but walked away quickly when the assistants called for her. With her absence, Jane took a seat in the makeup chair, giving Lennon a strange look.
"You're hiding something." She looked at her friend up and down, trying to determine if she had gotten a new tattoo.
Lennon knit her brows together, using her acting abilities to feign confusion.
"What are you talking about?"
Jane stood and circled the brunette, picking at her hair to see if maybe she cut it, but nope it was the same as usual.
"Can you be honest, I hate playing this game," She rolled her eyes and took a seat again.
"If I tell you, you can't freak out. I haven't told anyone," Lennon sighed, she gave Jane a stern look before pulling her hand from her coat pocket.
