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Post by Kathy on Dec 30, 2007 2:11:10 GMT -5
"Come on," *she said, utterly guileless as she took his hand.* "There's dry work-clothes in the wash-house. Ye can borrow someone's until yours are dry."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 27, 2008 14:24:24 GMT -5
**NEW DAY, LIKE THE WEEK BEFORE THE CHRISTENING**
*Scarlett wandered down to the beach, taking off her boots and sticking her feet in the water silently.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 27, 2008 14:29:36 GMT -5
*Kathy held wee Michael by his chubby little fists as the baby walked unsteadily but determinedly along the shoreline, squealing at the cold water, then chuckling richly as the waves rushed back. Kathy could scarce see the boys's curly blonde head hovering around her knees as her growing belly obscured her view. She waddled a bit, but kept pace with the eager toddler. Sorcha drew with a stick in the sand a short distance away.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 27, 2008 14:31:41 GMT -5
*Scarlett looked up when she heard the baby laughing, getting to her feet quickly to hurry away.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 27, 2008 14:33:33 GMT -5
*Kathy saw a flash of motion and glanced up to see a girl near her age not far away.*
"Oh! Hello," *she said pleasantly.* "Sorry if we've disturbed you."
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Post by Sorcha on Jan 27, 2008 15:14:16 GMT -5
*Sorcha dug in the sand, getting her ragged dress filthy and not caring.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 27, 2008 19:41:46 GMT -5
Oh, no, it's fine. *She managed a charming smile.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 28, 2008 19:39:56 GMT -5
"Are ye knew in these parts?" *she asked with the warm kindness with which she would have greeted any stranger.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 28, 2008 22:16:14 GMT -5
I'm just visiting right now- but I've been up here before.
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Post by Sorcha on Jan 29, 2008 17:32:23 GMT -5
"Where are ye from, then, Miss?" *asked Sorcha curiously, sidling up beside her mother.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 29, 2008 17:33:20 GMT -5
Paris. *She smiled down at the little girl.*
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Post by Sorcha on Jan 30, 2008 6:10:18 GMT -5
"I've read about Paris in books," *said Sorcha eagerly.*
"...what books?" *asked her mother with a wary look.*
"Um. Just some books." Oops. *Sorcha suddenly reddened and Kathy looked stern.*
"MaryAnn Sorcha MacNamara--ye've been sneaking into the library at the family house even after I told ye three times this month you're never to go there?" *She pressed her lips into a thin line, looking mildly angry but apologetically glancing at Scarlett.* "Ye'll get a talkin' to at home, Miss MaryAnn," *she said ominously, before turning back to Kathy.* "I'm sorry, Miss."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 30, 2008 15:18:40 GMT -5
Oh, no, it's fine! And I'm sure Aunt Micaela wouldn't mind her reading up there. *She smiled at Kathy brightly, extending a hand to shake.* I'm Scarlett Booth, by the way.
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Post by Sorcha on Jan 30, 2008 15:38:42 GMT -5
*Sorcha stepped up and shook Scarlett's hand before her mother had a chance, beaming.*
"I'm Sorcha," *she said importantly. Kathy chuckled.*
"I'm Kathy. Kathy MacNamara. Sorcha's introduced herself and here's our wee Michael," *she said, shifting the baby on her hip.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Jan 30, 2008 15:41:44 GMT -5
*Her eyes widened slightly but she kept up her friendly smile.* It's lovely to meet you all.
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