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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:35:22 GMT -5
"Some things..." What she was really saying was, 'Nothing you ever give me.'
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:37:26 GMT -5
He was clearly amused by the idea. "Well I have to break it to you Dais, but I got rid of the worms you gave me a long time ago." Something about a mud pie when they were so very young sprang to mind.
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:39:45 GMT -5
"What about the perfect skipping stone?" She asked softly, remembering the rock she and he had found on the banks- It had been so perfect that neither of them had wanted to throw it.
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:41:29 GMT -5
Brad scratched the back of his head, mockingly sheepish. "uh...might still be under the bed..."
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:44:03 GMT -5
Her smile brightened a little as she took the necklace off and put it back in the bureau.
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:45:48 GMT -5
"You know the best packings done last minute dont you?" He asked, seemingly randomly.
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:48:50 GMT -5
"It would be smarter if I took the time to organize everything... But what would you suggest doing instead?"
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:52:15 GMT -5
"well you've got all these littel treasures off me, that I cant really see your mum letting you take with you. I say we go find somehting she can't take away - and call it a birthday-goodluck in hell present." He smirked.
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