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Date Posted: Sat, Dec 18 2004, 8:09pm PST
Author: Osiris
Subject: $$Ghetto Guns Flaring$$
In reply to: Hallie 's message, "Promises mean everything when you're little" on Sat, Dec 18 2004, 5:42pm PST

$$He'd fucked up royally this time, he knew he had and there was no way that Hallie was going to forgive him for this one if she found out. Because the minte she found out she owuld realize he had been lying ot her about his straight dealings.$$"Shit!!"$$He slammed his fist down on the table beside him, causing it to rattle and creak. He sat in a back corner, facign a way from people, dressed in a white beater and dark black pants with cargo pockets on the sides. Slipped into the waist band of his pants at the middle of his back was his 9mm Gloch. He leaned forward, forearm resting on the tables, head bowed. On the other arm that rested in his lap there was a bandage around his bicep, a light patch of blood soaked the middle of it. The cops had raided his bike shop and found th epounds of cocaine he'd been smuggling into the country in their gas tanks, and they'd had a shoot out. He brought his arm up from the table, elbow still resting on the wood, and placed his head in his hand. He'd only just escaped, but he hadn't dared go home. he wasn't going to take this shit home for the kids to see.$$"Fuck!!"$$A man was supposed to take care of his family, they were his top priority and everything he did was supposed to be backed by what was best for them. He had just screwed over everything he and Hallie had been attempting to build and blew it all away.$$

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It wasn�t until his familiar angry voice rose that Hallie spotted Osiris. As soon as she noticed him the girls did too. And Ebony, who was now but beginning to stand while holding onto things, reached her arms and cooed towards the male. Alexia seemed to brighten too at the sight of her adoptive father. Hallie knew he was in a terrible mood, she could tell, she could also tell it was because something was wrong. So, she sat Ebony down by the toys and signed for Alexia to watch her. Slightly hesitantly Hallie headed his was, for the first time she noticed the bandage. Her brow deepened with concern and worry. Maybe he had just crashed his bike... she knew she was making excuses, afterall, if he had crashed his bike the wounds would be more extensive. �O, are you ok? What happened?� She was behind him, but she slowly moved so she could view his face. Her arms crossed slowly, as her eyes searched his face wanting answers. (NT) -- Hallie, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 6:54am PST

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