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Post by Rebecca on Mar 15, 2008 18:48:28 GMT -5
"Very well," *she said, putting on her hat and a heavy veil, her hair loose beneath, looking silly but unable to bear hair or hat pins with the way her head was feeling. Slowly, she hobbled from the room and made her way carefully down the stairs and out towards the garden.*
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Post by Philippe on Mar 15, 2008 18:52:12 GMT -5
((To ze Garden.))
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