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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:35 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:40 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:43 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:47 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:53 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 1:00 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 1:16 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 12:32 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 9:38 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 1:23 pm
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Truthfully, Kieran had sort-of been avoiding Calais. He'd gotten a delivery of his own, and while Takis delighted him every day, Kieran dreaded the moment he had to fess up to Calais. He...still wasn't sure how his errant behavior had even happened, all he knew is that it wasn't his fault and that magic was involved. On the one hand, he wished that he'd never encountered that vile orange woman, but on the other hand...how could he wish away this wide-eyed little man?
Today Kieran is showing Takis the beach. He holds the small boy on one arm and points way out to sea, watching as Takis' purple eyes flick back and forth with the gulls. As he turns to keep going down the beach, his heart nearly stops when he sees Calais.
....And a child?
Biting his bottom lip, he starts to walk toward her. This second child could either make things much easier...or much worse.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 3:12 pm
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