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. �madison�.

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Date Posted: 22:30:32 01/25/02 Fri
In reply to: Fowler 's message, "�Independent�" on 18:52:24 01/25/02 Fri

. � slight hesitation had filtered from the lips as cold, nimble fingers tucked neatly within the rugged blue jean jacket which wrapped about her lithe frame smuggly. she had no words rather to say of her brother has she thought quietly to herself of something bold to say, or rather something more to quote of her own disfunctional family. at one point she thought hers was bad, yet then hearing some what of Fowlers own family, gave her mind a twist. she was not the only one obviously so.

. � glossed lips of the blonde spread, parting to speak as she then lead onto the subject.�You should be proud of yourself, Fowler. You have done what most people probably would have backed down from; following what you think would be best and not what someone else believes would do you good�. she voices softly. her own story was somewhat similar yet her own parents were not within that nice picture of what was going on.�My mother died from cancer when I was young..About 4 or 5 years old.Jordan was 6 or 7 and he used to tell me about her. After Mom died..Dad just couldnt handle us much, so we moved to Wyoming with Old Daddy Mac..My mothers dad..�.she says rather a whisper of the naturally quietly spoken female as she cleared her throat.�Jordan never has gotten along with Daddy after he gave up on us and left us on our grandads front door step..�.

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�Independent�	Fowler	11:14:06 01/26/02 Sat