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Post by Charity Christos on Aug 17, 2010 19:17:17 GMT -5
She made a noise that suggested she was listening from the bathroom, popped her head around the corner and blinked at him. Waiting for him to repeat himself. Charity had a look about her face that mirrored her sons 'to worry about' excitment. "What, Doc?" It was a look of trouble.
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Post by Caleb Cross on Aug 17, 2010 19:21:57 GMT -5
"I'm wondering what your Dad will do first- Take them surfing in Hawaii or riding Elephants in Bombai. Then they'll come to main and think its boring." He teased, arms going behind his head.
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Post by Charity Christos on Aug 17, 2010 19:32:43 GMT -5
She swayed out of the bathroom in the soft dressing gown and sat on the edge of the bed. "oh no, itll definatly be Japan- Dads got this technology thing going on at the moment. Well, that he pretends to understand."
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Post by Caleb Cross on Aug 17, 2010 19:38:13 GMT -5
"Ahh your Dad's finally leaving the chisel and block behind?"
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Post by Charity Christos on Aug 17, 2010 19:46:23 GMT -5
"its taken alot of coaxing." She teased, crawling up the bed to lay beside him. "Actually, Ill take you to Seven one day, dads pretty with the times."
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Post by Caleb Cross on Aug 17, 2010 19:52:37 GMT -5
Caleb nodded and pulled her into his arms. "I guess he would have to be-"
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Post by Charity Christos on Aug 17, 2010 19:59:14 GMT -5
"I dont know." She shrugged. "Maybe. He has so many people working for him these days, my siblings included, that I think he could spend hours with his chisel if he wanted too."
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Post by Caleb Cross on Aug 17, 2010 20:04:05 GMT -5
"Ahh but he has a few more distractions these days does he not?"
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