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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:14:40 GMT -5
It was a Wednesday. Hallie always closed down the shop on Wednesdays. As far as weekdays went, it was her favorite, and she liked to have it off to go out or just relax.
Today was one of the days that she went out, which meant that Clara was alone and had free reign of the shop. Being the result of the DNA of Hallie Marron and John Wilkes Booth bonding, she seized the opportunity to sneak herself some sweets. She shoveled her second slice of chocolate cream pie into her mouth, reveling in the sweet, chocolate-y sensation.
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:16:21 GMT -5
*And Aimee, babies in tow, knew exactly how to get into the shop. She knew where the hide-a-key was.*
"CLARA!" *She yelled from the shopfront.*
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:20:14 GMT -5
Clara jumped and dropped her fork. "I'm sorry Mommy please don't kill me— Oh! Hey Aimee. Hi, Alain! Hi, Johanna!"
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:21:19 GMT -5
*Aimee smiled, but it was strained.* "OkayyeahtakeababybeforeIdropsomeone." *She said, heaving to keep both year-olds up.*
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:22:29 GMT -5
Clara put the pie that was on her fork in her mouth and took Alain. "Hey, baby."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:24:32 GMT -5
*Alain grabbed the fork enthusiastically. Aimee rolled her eyes.* "His new favorite thing is grabbing. Especially utensils.* "Aimee plopped herself down.* "So what's new?"
*Jo sat happily, burbling babyspeak and playing with her mother's jewelry.*
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:26:40 GMT -5
She grinned. "Well, I was chilling at the docks when this ship unloaded, and I looked into the crowd and saw this really, really, really hot guy looking all lost and confused. So I helped him out. And he's amazing."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:27:53 GMT -5
*Aimee giggled.* "Oh, really? Name?"
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:28:28 GMT -5
"Jude. Artsy dock worker from Liverpool. He has the most incredible accent!"
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:30:43 GMT -5
"I bet you Marius has a cuter accent. When he speaks English, that is." *She teased.*
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:31:25 GMT -5
She scoffed. "No way. Liverpool accents are as cute as they get. How is Marius, by the way?"
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:34:02 GMT -5
*She bit her lip.* "Brazil. Still in Brazil. But he'll come back." *She insisted, bouncing Johanna a little. It was obvious she was trying to convince herself.*
"... and Irish actually beats any accent, but don't tell Marius I said that."
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:37:29 GMT -5
She put a hand on Aimee's shoulder. "Of course he'll come back. You know he loves you."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Apr 4, 2008 20:39:09 GMT -5
*She smiled softly.*
"Almost a year, now." *She said quietly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.* "I don't... I don't know what could have kept him so long."
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Post by Clara on Apr 4, 2008 20:40:23 GMT -5
"I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation."
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