Date Posted:16:45:29 10/31/04 Sun Author: Angel Subject: She tries a gentle smile, but it wasn't completely whole hearted... she knew some of this had to do with his leaving the island... she'd overheard snipits of conversations and pieced them together, she was a bright girl "This is my fault isn;t it?" In reply to:
Brent
's message, "-" on 15:33:49 10/31/04 Sun
>They were back in his old home to stay for a while, it
>was empty and there was no reason not to take
>advantage of that. It felt weird, being in this place
>while it was empty. It had been teaming with activity
>while he was growing up. Now it was just him and
>Angel. He sat in the room he had claimed as his office
>and spoke over the phone to his grandfather and
>various other people most of the day, his actions of
>abandoning everything in Hawaii now coming up to bite
>him in the butt.
