<font color=pink>He had left her, he'd humilated and hurt her... and he'd made her cry... a first for this young girl, and not something dhe was in the least prepared for. She was freezing when she walked in the house, her blonde curls framing her pretty, if tearstained face, baby blue eyes bloodshot. She allows her gaze to flicker over Raine only briefly before she headed straight for her room, laying on her front on her bed, her face burried in the pillows.</font> -- The Sanchez Place

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Date Posted: 14:25:18 11/06/04 Sat
Author: Holly
Subject: He had left her, he'd humilated and hurt her... and he'd made her cry... a first for this young girl, and not something dhe was in the least prepared for. She was freezing when she walked in the house, her blonde curls framing her pretty, if tearstained face, baby blue eyes bloodshot. She allows her gaze to flicker over Raine only briefly before she headed straight for her room, laying on her front on her bed, her face burried in the pillows.
In reply to: Raine 's message, "she was on the couch, in sweat pants and one of Josh's old hoodies which was doing nothing but keeping her warm. She leant back into the cushions of the couch, her gaze on the television as she flicked absently through the channels.." on 08:42:03 11/06/04 Sat

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she glanced up at the door as she walked in, a frown on her face as she saw Holly's mascara and tear stained face, her lips pursing. It was rare that anyone ever saw Holly cry. She frowned a touch, flicking off the television and standing to make her way to her sisters room, knocking lightly on the door "Holly, honey .. ? " (NT) -- Raine, 14:27:58 11/06/04 Sat