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[Apr. 21st, 2008|20:36 ] |
There was a man here that had once been her son, and there was a man here who was her son.
They were two different beings, and that ... made her head ache. It explained why she had let Liir take care of Teddy for the afternoon while she came down to the bar to smoke. It had been a few hours since then and she was finishing up probably her eighth cigarette. She'd need to stop now or she'd reek for days even with a dispersal charm.
Andromeda tapped one finger against the table, humming. |
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