<font color=green> He rubbed a hand through his hair, obviously aggitated - he had thought he might be able to handle it, but the clenching in his heart and the nauseous feeling that overcame him suggested otherwise. His dark eyes flitted across the little boy's face and he forced another smile, his jaw clenched tightly against his unruly stomach. There was a sadness in those eyes, though, that suggested that all he could think of was his little girl, and that suggestion was accurate. "Yeah, I'm okay, don't worry."</font> -- Fallon's Place

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Date Posted: 19:28:46 12/10/04 Fri
Author: Fallon
Subject: He rubbed a hand through his hair, obviously aggitated - he had thought he might be able to handle it, but the clenching in his heart and the nauseous feeling that overcame him suggested otherwise. His dark eyes flitted across the little boy's face and he forced another smile, his jaw clenched tightly against his unruly stomach. There was a sadness in those eyes, though, that suggested that all he could think of was his little girl, and that suggestion was accurate. "Yeah, I'm okay, don't worry."
In reply to: Diamond 's message, " She's not just a pretty face" on 18:26:54 12/10/04 Fri

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She let out a soft breath, spending a good amount of time in the bedroom getting the baby to sleep before she came back out. Her eyes searched him out, features softening in concern as she gazed at him. Quietly, she moved to where he was sitting, cuddling up on his lap as she laid her head on his shoulder - silent. He would talk when he was ready to, they were much the same in that aspect. Her hand just shifted to draw his arm around her waist, her own eyes sliding shut. (NT) -- Diamond, 19:31:57 12/10/04 Fri