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Date Posted: Mon, Nov 14 2005, 12:32am PST
Author: Gabe
Subject: (He stayed where he was and his eyes softened in guilt as she backed away from him. Lowering his right hand, he pulled his pant leg up to show the anklet.) I have no choice. (He said, saddened, but understanding of her reaction to him. He had run away from her because he had been torn over the idea of having a baby with her.. and now that she was standing there holding the baby that he thought had been lost.. it was all a lot to take in for him. He looked a the little girl.. the tiny hands, the beautiful features, the bright intellegent eyes.. it made him angry with himself for running that night.. and angry with her for not being honest with him.) How have you been? (He asked, actually interested in the answer.. he had spent many nights thinking about her.)
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  • She looked down but then bounced the baby in her arms as she started to fuss - probably feeling the tension. At his question, she smirked, the expression lacking any humor at all. "Busy." She stated, her hand going over the baby's back for a second before she turned, rummaging through the diaper bag for the bottle that was still warm from when she heated it up at the mall in a cup of hot water. She sat down on the couch, giving the baby her bottle, smiling just a touch as the tiny hands curled around it - not strong enough to hold it yet but apperantly knowing thats what she should be doing. (NT) -- Kelci, Mon, Nov 14 2005, 12:36am PST

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