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US. II..-Just Loose It.-…
Hit caught the pillow that flew out of know where at him, See what I mean. I had been ordered to take Chris, Cren and Mari, if she ever awoke, out and show them around town.
Jenny was going to talk to a publisher today about her book, I gave her some courage and hope it comes threw, Ive been meaning to read that book.
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The funeral wasnt how I expected it, from what I heard, many of my relatives showed up that day, and it was a total disaster, they had expected me to be dead, but heard I was in fact still alive.
Dad told me it could be awhile before they all calmed down; he gives me some space of my own, knowing that I still have not forgiven him.
Bette and Kit keep their heads together and look at me from the sidelines as I stare at the grave. The relatives that I thought where gone where still in town, someone must have told them I was here.
They bustle over, but Kit keeps them at bay, Give her a bit of time. Yeah thats all I needed, I had the erg to spit on her grave but she did birth me.
Rest in peace Emma.
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On our way to town Carmen meets up with us, her posture is so much different than usual, I excluded myself from the other three, and began are convo. as usual.
I noticed her odd look at me; it was like she was guilty of something.
Hey, you okay.
Shane I need to tell you something
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It has not changed a bit. Kit reminisced on the days in Texas, the houses, and the kids running wild, Sly smiles and comments, Itll never changewell now that I have got everything off my chestwe should head back.
Now, oh come on Sly relax a bit.
Yeah, its not everyday, your two fav cousins get to relive the life of lives. Bette observed the whole house until she was pulled out by Sly.
Remember guys, Im not going by Sly anymore, Sunny is now.
Sunny never fitted you, Kit threw an arm around her, Sly is you, not Sunny
Bette punched her lightly in the arm, I dont know, I mean if I had to keep calling you that I think I would have killed you, Sunny is your name, it matches you eyes and hair.
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awesome dude
missing this awwwwwsome fic…im hooked! please continue!
it’s great please continue!
Ah a few twist. I like that it’s full of surpris. Just too bad it’s coming to an end. And here my email catyf@globetrotter.net I’m curious to read what you have in store. ~wink~