I Run To You
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"I just ran away like I was possessed or something".
Carson had a troubled face, but the description was accurate.
Something inside her had stirred and urged her forward, away from her home, and she had left.
Greta knew what it felt like to be possessed by all those feelings, she knew what it felt like to run, not away, but towards those feelings.
"I don't think you are running away from anything, I think you're running towards your destiny".
Greta and Carson could be good running partners.
They wanted more. Greta knew so, Carson was finding it out.
Together they could just run.
Run towards each other, and towards their feelings.
Run towards their destiny.
Towards a brand new time.
Towards a brand new world.
...
A gretson epilogue to A League Of Their Own Season 1.
p.s. this was also posted by me on ao3.
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