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Post by Michael on Jan 3, 2008 4:49:57 GMT -5
*He rolled his eyes.* "I'm not marryin' you with any gasket off a boiler. Besides, what else am I to do with family jewelry? I've no use for it." *He reased lightly, slipping it onto her finger.* (( www.antiquejewelrymall.com/r990w50.html ))
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Post by Kathy on Jan 3, 2008 4:52:13 GMT -5
"Don't be so certain. Ye made a bonnie lassie the day we dressed you in yer Mam's Sunday best n' then pushed ye into the pig trough," *she teased.*
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Post by Michael on Jan 3, 2008 4:53:40 GMT -5
"She was mad fer weeks." *He said, feigning being miffed but pretty much failing. He offered her a hand--they needed to get moving soon.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 3, 2008 4:58:03 GMT -5
*Kathy took his hand gently and easily, as though they hadn't all this pain and fear between them, now.*
"I liked yer Mam better when she raged at me than when she got real quiet. Oh, the terror of a silent house..." *she shivered.* "Ye knew ye'd really done wrong, then. Luckily she was a forgiving woman and she made us each pay our share for to buy her a new dress."
*Walking, chatting about old times or in a companionable silence, they went off to the church.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 6, 2008 13:57:47 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*Sorcha, wearing a plain brown dress with the sleeves rolled up past her elbows, exposing her slim white arms, and with her red curls bound back in rags, hauled baskets of dirty linens in to be washed in the boilers. The steam of the room made her hair spring into even wilder curls and brough a becoming flush to her cheeks. She often carelessly slopped water onto her dress, and so was generally damp all over, but didn't mind, as it was so warm. She shook out a bedsheet and was instantly overwhelmed by the smell of Liam's cologne and...something else. She spied several long red hairs on the sheets and blushed even deeper, quickly bundling the sheet into the boiler and stirring it with a long wooden paddle.*
"Ye brought the sheets yet t'be starched, Sorcha?" *called her mother.*
"Not yet, Mam. I'll have 'em done in a moment."
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