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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 9:46 am
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FireSpark Daniel nodded. "Yeah, something like that. Nothing I can call to mind comes close. And top of that, I've found that when comes to just pure emotion, the familiarity seems to come regardless of memory. How could I have never been worried about anything before?"
Jessi frowned for a moment, deep in thought. After a few moments, she finally spoke, though the tone of her voice was unsure and confused.
"Well... maybe you did worry about things before, but you just don't remember. You said you got all your memories back, but maybe you didn't. It's not like you'd remember if you had all your memories or not. You wouldn't know."
She considered something for a brief time and then finally spoke softly, carefully. "I'm sure you worried about Nadya in the past, Daniel... When you were married to her."
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:52 pm
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Cuwen {{Kits is a sweetheart!! XD Jessi will make something for her. smile }} {{And now work today!!!! That's how bad the weather is here, though no snow or that much wind. Just really cold. No work! XD lol}} Amy was practically dancing all over the house as she threw rose petals down on the pathway leading from the front of the house toward the kitchen. She was going to prepare a special supper for Karrie. Then, she started sprinkling roses from the kitchen toward the pets' bedroom. She was going to have take a picture of her, Thistle, Velcore and the kittens and put it in the pets' bedroom with Thistle and Velcore 'presenting' it. A home picture for Karrie. It didn't have to stay at home. He could take it to work and put it in his office if he wanted to. It was just a picture of their home family. She didn't want to just say family because Kits and her animals were a part of their family, too, but she didn't want to get outside and walk over just to take a picture. So this picture she was going to take later today could just be of Karrie's family at home. Finally, Amy threw some rose petals up in the air as she walked toward her and Karrie's bedroom. She sprinkled a few on the bed. Later, when they were done eating supper, she'd sneak back here and light some candles. Amy walked out of the bedroom and laid back length-wise onto the couch in the living room. Her smile was so big and her arms were stretched out above her. "God, I just love him so much!!!" Thistle came running over to her and looked up at her in concern from her spot on the floor. She had been curled up on the floor by one of the vents where the heat came out of, but Amy's outburst worried her. Amy, sensing Thistle was beside her, opened her eyes and looked down at her pink pony. She grinned, twisted her body slightly, and picked up Thistle. She set her on her stomach and started tickling Thistle's chest. She laughed when Thistle started whinnying in laughter. "Karrie's a good daddy, isn't he? He's a good man and he deserves a treat! Yes he does!" Thistle, in between her laughs, looked up at Amy and squeaked in agreement. She loved Karrie! Amy stopped tickling Thistle and started to explain her plans to her. {{Had a brief thought about doing something for Karrie a few days ago. Today it works out well. smile }}
((The following scene took place Wednesday night...))
*after driving home on the semi-cleared roads, Karrie was glad to see the lights of his house as he pulled into the driveway. After he parked the car, he walked up to the front door and opened it* I'm home. *sees the rose petals on the floor* What's this? *takes his coat and boots off before starting to follow the trail*
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