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Date Posted: 10:23:29 05/22/05 Sun
Author: Danny
Subject: He knew her mother was a worry to her- but he also knew she was as stubborn as her daughter- and noone would talk her into anything. He opened the door and let himself in, putting the bags down and moving to take the box from her, pressing a kiss to her forehead "What happened to taking things easy angel?" He set the box aside witht he others and cast a glance over them, cocking his head a touch. He knew she;d be sad to leave- he'd had a little knot in his stomach too. "I can;t believe how much stuff you've got... we'll never fit it all in the apartment" He joked with her, he was always saying how much stuff she had... she bought and hauded everything.
In reply to: Malia 's message, " I've still got sand in my shoes, and I can't shake the thought of you.." on 07:20:34 05/22/05 Sun


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  • She rolled her eyes a little and stuck her tongue out, running a hand over her hairline to catch all the stray hair that was frizzing out like a halo around her head and smooth it back before she turned and sat on her neatly made bed, leaning back on the palms of her hands and sticking her little belly out. "Because I'm soooo pregnant that I can hardly move, right? Please. I don't need to take things easy, I'm tough!" She exaggerated a little, raising her brows - some days she had all the energy in the world, other days she didn't - today just happened to be a good day, was all. "We'll have to have a yard sale, or go visit our neighbors with gifts of my junk." (NT) -- Mali, 10:37:41 05/22/05 Sun

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