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Post by Caleb Cross on Jun 14, 2010 14:11:16 GMT -5
Ali whimpered, "I want Mum!"
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 14, 2010 14:24:34 GMT -5
Chatty had been sick three times, and was sat in the shower basin right then, letting the water clean her off. She felt weak right then.
Grace took his hand, tightly.
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Post by Caleb Cross on Jun 14, 2010 14:28:29 GMT -5
"She's just talking a bath, Ali, she'll be back soon. Who wants to go see Grandpa Luc?"
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 14, 2010 14:37:00 GMT -5
Gracey frowned, kissing Ali's sad face. But she nodded a little. Though she wanted to stay with them, she'd soon go if they wanted.
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Post by Caleb Cross on Jun 14, 2010 14:40:07 GMT -5
"Grace, I just want to make sure you and Ali are safe." He tried to comfort her.
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 14, 2010 14:45:54 GMT -5
Grace smiled and nodded; softly.
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Post by Caleb Cross on Jun 14, 2010 14:48:55 GMT -5
"Maybe... maybe we'll stay here and wait for Mommy. Lets get a story, okay?" He put both of them on the bed and grabbed a book from the shelf.
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 14, 2010 14:58:13 GMT -5
Charity bathed, dressed, got herself a stiff drink and a cigerette before she locked up the doors. Closing Gaia out felt better, on which not she went up to the bedroom finally. Charity's powers were still illuding her- the bastard drug had better wear off fast.
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