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Date Posted: 22:19:24 01/04/06 Wed
Author: Mali/Charlie
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In reply to: Alysia 's message, ">>" on 19:14:21 01/04/06 Wed

She linked her free arm that wasn't holding the baby into her best friend's, smiling up at her, no, beaming up at her. Aly had a couple of inches on her, so it really was looking up. "We're all grown up, Mrs. Bellucci. Now you just have to get yourself one of these models." She lifted the arm that held Isaiah up a bit to demonstrate that she meant the baby, "And we'll be twins again." She teased lightly, Aly really didn't seem like she was in a position in her life to be prepared to have and care for a child, but she knew Charlie would love a kid, anytime. The way he played with Isaiah was so tell tale, and the way his giant arms held the boy so careful and so gentle, in much the same way that the baby's own father did.

He sidled up on the other side of her, carefully detatching himself from the throngs of adoring relatives, all giving him wonderful feedback on the song that he had sung, and linked his arm in Aly's free arm, grinning at Mali. "Are you trying to set him up with my wife? That's not gonna happen." He grinned, and reached across Aly to touch the baby's cheek gently -- he had grown to really love his godson -- Mali, Isaiah and Danny had pretty much become a habitual part of their daily life, across the hall.

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(NT) -- Bear, 22:19:45 01/04/06 Wed
>> -- Alysia, 22:28:24 01/04/06 Wed
- >> -- Mali/Charlie, 23:03:22 01/04/06 Wed
  - >> -- Alysia, 23:34:07 01/04/06 Wed