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Post by Bails on Jun 14, 2009 13:54:29 GMT -5
She cocked her head to one side, "Like what, Sammy?"
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Post by *Gem* on Jun 14, 2009 14:09:48 GMT -5
"i don't know, but I hear them sometimes, they talk about the old days and bloods, and things."
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Post by Bails on Jun 14, 2009 18:52:13 GMT -5
Isla nodded, "My Daddy does that sometimes but he's brave. I reckon we just need to be brave like him and none of that junk will matter, right, Sammy?"
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Post by *Gem* on Jun 15, 2009 7:32:15 GMT -5
"Right!" She grinned and nodded. "Lets get some bags and take some back for Parker and Logan?"
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Post by Bails on Jun 15, 2009 8:01:39 GMT -5
Isla nodded and grabbed a little bag, starting to put random handfulls of candy into it. She knew Logan would really really like it- Though Per would probably steal some too. That was okay. She bit into the rock sucker and ran back to find a more selective Sammy.
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Post by *Gem* on Jun 15, 2009 8:14:18 GMT -5
Sammy had about eight different sweets in her bag, that she'd picked out carefully, when Isla joined them she wandered over to the counter with he, looking up at Beth.
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Post by Bails on Jun 15, 2009 8:40:54 GMT -5
Beth nodded, pulling the purse from her skirt and pulling out coins. When the man behind the counter went to protest, she stook her head. "For your services."
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Post by *Gem* on Jun 15, 2009 8:57:11 GMT -5
Sammy bowed in a low curtsy once more, blowing him a girlish kiss and dancing out of the shop, her little bag under her arm.
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