<font color=white> He was stretched out on his stomach - had been since he'd released her when she'd woken up, his face buried in the pillow that he held tightly, his hair, in need of a trim still, hanging over his eyes, a bit of stubble evident on his features.</font> -- Amma & Keisha's Apartment

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Date Posted: 10:01:54 04/18/03 Fri
Author: Ben
Subject: He was stretched out on his stomach - had been since he'd released her when she'd woken up, his face buried in the pillow that he held tightly, his hair, in need of a trim still, hanging over his eyes, a bit of stubble evident on his features.
In reply to: keisha 's message, "Woke up and realized this world's not so bad after all...Looked at it through a child's eyes, and I saw these beautiful...Things that you never think about...Like the ocean, moonlight, stars and clouds" on 08:12:05 04/18/03 Fri

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Missy peaked her head around the door and keisha shushed her and beckoned her in, , a mischevious grin playing over her features. She whispers in her daughters ear, and missy runs off, returning with toothpaste and a feather. She draws the little girl into her lap and takes the toothpaste, squirting a little onto his finger , motioning missy to tickle his face with the feather. They muffled their giggles as he scratched his face, white smired over his face...it was a trick they'd played many times on each other and Amma (NT) -- Keisha, 10:08:26 04/18/03 Fri