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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:07:49 GMT 10
"Sometimes....not always. I want to know Daddy."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:10:02 GMT 10
"You will baby, mummy is working on that... I'll see if I can arrange for one of them to come to the city to take us home, ok?"
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:13:22 GMT 10
"Why not we just go our selves?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:18:58 GMT 10
"Just leave it to mummy baba, now get some sleep and dream bout when we are a big happily family, with your daddy, k?"
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:26:13 GMT 10
"Okay...but me no know what he look like."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:29:16 GMT 10
"Would you... Like a photo of him?"
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:31:33 GMT 10
His eyes went wide and he nodded wildly.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:34:01 GMT 10
"Wait there baba..." She said, walking over to her bedside table, her son still sleeping in the same room as her, coming back with the photo she kept in the draws. It was of her and Christian on her eighteenth birthday, the night he had been her first kiss and first man."
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:41:43 GMT 10
Charlie waited watching her every move. Excited jumping up and down.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:46:04 GMT 10
"There you go babe, there's mummy and daddy... Not too long after that I moved here"
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:49:34 GMT 10
"Oh" he looked at it seeing his father and smiling "ME LOOK LIKE HIM"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:51:07 GMT 10
"Yes you do baby boy, and I know the minute he meets you he will love you completely..."
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:52:17 GMT 10
"Why you no tell him bout me?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 28, 2015 13:55:02 GMT 10
"Mummy and daddy weren't a real pair, not like your prince and princess's are in your books... I'll explain when you're ready"
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Post by witch on Feb 28, 2015 13:59:31 GMT 10
"Splain now." he demanded almost sounding like his father.
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