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Post by Pina on Dec 16, 2007 19:19:54 GMT -5
"Have you ever tried to talk to your mother about something like this?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 16, 2007 19:54:27 GMT -5
"My mother died when I was about your age."
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Post by Valmont on Dec 16, 2007 20:03:00 GMT -5
((Aww. This is awesome, guys.))
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Post by Pina on Dec 17, 2007 10:36:36 GMT -5
"Oh... I'm sorry."
*She looked at the ground for a moment, then back up at Giry.*
"Well it's hard and awkward and I don't want to!"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 26, 2007 17:45:38 GMT -5
*Giry tried not to chuckle.*
"Welcome to the rest of your life," *she said with a sad smile.* "But it will never be so very terrible that you cannot overcome your sorrow in joy."
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Post by Pina on Dec 26, 2007 17:51:46 GMT -5
"But how can I do that? I've always been happy with daddy and Julian at home, but now, here, I want to be happy with my mother but I can't. I feel so different from them- like I don't belong. And I don't know if I want to belong."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 26, 2007 17:55:44 GMT -5
"When you're older, you can make these decisions for yourself...but sadly children tend to have their wishes ignored, though their parents may mean the best."
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Post by Pina on Dec 26, 2007 17:58:45 GMT -5
"Good to know," *she said sarcastically, and sipped her hot chocolate.*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 26, 2007 18:04:18 GMT -5
"I wish I could help you more, my dear."
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Post by Pina on Dec 26, 2007 18:07:40 GMT -5
"No, it's fine," *she said, with a brief smile.* "It's nice to talk to someone who's not... involved. "
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 26, 2007 18:09:16 GMT -5
"It's equally nice to try and fix problems that aren't my own," *she said with a sigh and a smile.* "In every life a little rain must fall, it seems."
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