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Post by *Gem* on Aug 10, 2009 13:06:53 GMT -5
Down by the water, led in the sand, wrapped in warm clothes to combat the cool winds and the dull grey days, were three beautiful women. The first was stunning, middle of her thirties, with highlighted dark hair and bright green eyes, Patricia lay next to her daughter, a burly fifteen year old, who was barely moving but talking rapidly about a boy at school. And then last, and with her looks not as fetching as the other two sat Enya. She was laughing softly at something her neice said, shivering a chill went up her spine. "Okay, I need a wee." The teenager announced "Good idea to me." And so the two older women, slowly and steadily helped Veronica into her wheel chair.
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Post by Bails on Aug 10, 2009 17:34:35 GMT -5
Greg had taken Enya away for a few weeks- Until her family came back. Since then, he'd backed off to given her time to get back to them. Today, he'd just been taking a walk on the beach when he saw them. But he kept his distance.
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Post by *Gem* on Aug 10, 2009 17:37:04 GMT -5
She shivered again, and Enya knew it had to be Gregs presence giving her the extra chill on her skin. "You two go ahead, I'll meet you there."
Her sister looked at her strangely. "Is he here?"
"I- I think so."
"Can we meet him?"
"Thats not a good idea right now."
"I still have to pee!" Veronica pointed out, with a grin. "Come on mom, sooner we go, sooner we can come and see mr mystery."
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Post by Bails on Aug 10, 2009 17:43:40 GMT -5
Greg was sitting under a tree now with an ice cream cone. Lets just say, the man was calling a bit of a spectacle with the way he ate it. His dark eyes settled on Enya and a corner of his mouth lifted playfully.
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Post by *Gem* on Aug 10, 2009 17:45:12 GMT -5
So sent her sister and neice off in one direction and soon found him in the other. "Isnt it a bit cold for icecream?" She asked.
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Post by Bails on Aug 10, 2009 17:56:34 GMT -5
He paused, "I don't know, watching you kept me warm enough."
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Post by *Gem* on Aug 10, 2009 17:59:09 GMT -5
She laughed softly, and came and sat beside him under the tree. "I felt your eyes on me. How long have you been here?"
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Post by Bails on Aug 10, 2009 18:11:55 GMT -5
"Not long. I was just taking a walk."
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