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Subject: ~ Nodding, the girl smiles and calls after them. ~ Alright! If we aren't here then we will be at that farm down there! ~ Pointing in the direction of a small farm about half a mile away, Alana waves with her other hand. Then turning, she whistles to Timothy and gazes up at Kayli. ~ I am not sure what is taking my friend so long, but he should be here after awhile. Should we go on to the farm? ~ Author: Alana [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:00:28 03/09/01 Fri In reply to: Mariah 's message, "The girl makes a small face, then sighs and smiles at her new friends. ..I suppose we sould go now. Mother hates it when we are late. Perhaps we will come out later.. She smiles and waves, hurrying to catch up to her mother, sister following." on 15:48:32 03/09/01 Fri [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Hearing her whistle, Timothy jogs over slowly. Hearing her question, he stuffs his hands in his pockets and shrugs. "Tis up to you ladies. I shan't mind if we wait awhile longer, though I shan't mind if we leave now either. I am sure that Melody and Mrs. Whitly will not mind either way." Glancing after the Lady and children, his eyes flicker but he does not say anything. (NT) Timothy O'Thomas 16:05:35 03/09/01 Fri *The kitten jumps down from her perch on the high branch, landing silently on all fours. Bounding over to Timothy, Emerald begins weaving through his legs and purring loudly, gazing up at him with affectionate eyes.* (NT) -- Emerald, 16:08:29 03/09/01 Fri