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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:35:40 GMT -5
Hallie poured the pancake batter onto the pan and sprinkled chocolate chips over it. Her mouth watered a little at the smell—the chocolate chips were as much for her as they were for Clara. She hummed to herself as she waited for her daughter to wake up.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:37:52 GMT -5
*Clara emerged from her room, yawning, but elated. She could hardly wait to tell her mother what had happened! She sat up on the stool, her legs swinging.*
"G'morning mommy!"
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:39:14 GMT -5
Hallie flipped a few pancakes onto a plate and set it infront of Clara. "Mornin', bunny. How'd you sleep?" she asked, smiling.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:40:49 GMT -5
*She griggled to herself, and poured a ridiculous amount of syrup onto her pancakes.*
"Goooood."
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:41:40 GMT -5
Hallie raised an eyebrow. "You look like you're hiding something. Did you stay up late?" She poured herself some milk and took a sip.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:43:15 GMT -5
*She nodded, her eyes shining.*
"D'you know who I saw last night?" *she asked, unable to hold her secret in anymore.*
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:44:06 GMT -5
She blinked, but played along. "Who?" she asked, taking another gulp of milk.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:45:38 GMT -5
"Daddy!" *she said happily, bursting with excitement.*
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:46:43 GMT -5
Hallie choked on her milk. After she had finished coughing, she stared at her daughter. "Clara, honey, you were probably dreaming," she said.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:50:29 GMT -5
*Clara crossed her arms stubbornly.*
"I was not! Yesterday I met a witch but she didn't look like a witch 'cause she was way too nice and pretty, and she gave me a strawberry and I said I'd help her in her garden and she gave me a spell so I could talk to daddy and I did!"
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 12:55:19 GMT -5
"Wait, a witch? What?" Hallie was confused. "Um... Well, what did Daddy say?" she asked, deciding it would just be best to play along. After all, Clara did have a very vivid imagination.
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Post by Clara on Aug 8, 2007 12:56:32 GMT -5
*Clara put her hands on her hips.*
"You don't believe me, Mommy! I did see him! He says he loves you."
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Post by Hallie on Aug 8, 2007 13:00:47 GMT -5
The last thing she said caught Hallie's interest a little. "Wait... So, what did he look like, exactly? I mean, was he a ghost or something?"
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Post by Renn on Aug 9, 2007 0:34:17 GMT -5
**AS CLARA**
*She nodded.*
"Yes, he looked really scary at first. His chest was all... icky.*
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Post by Hallie on Aug 9, 2007 0:35:13 GMT -5
She laughed. "His chest was icky? How so?" She was still convinced that Clara had been dreaming.
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