*He smiled fleetingly....* That was Cassidy's sister, my wife, and her mother. The tune is her mothers favorite Scottish tune... Faith loved it very much. She put the picture of herself in and said she hoped to give it to her daughter she hoped to have... But later thought to give it to the sister she lost when she ran away... -- --crossroads

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Subject: *He smiled fleetingly....* That was Cassidy's sister, my wife, and her mother. The tune is her mothers favorite Scottish tune... Faith loved it very much. She put the picture of herself in and said she hoped to give it to her daughter she hoped to have... But later thought to give it to the sister she lost when she ran away...

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Date Posted: 16:15:40 10/21/01 Sun
In reply to: Anne 's message, "� At the name she remains silent, pondering over it, trying to think if it sounded familur. �" on 09:13:18 10/21/01 Sun

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(Gah..my mind must have been stuck on that word! 'logic'='locket'.) Anne 12:55:12 10/22/01 Mon

*He laughed, feeling warmth from the rays now gleaming on his tanned skin...* Dear Anne, we are not tired, I fear, for we have not been idle, nor have we been very active. The moment we sit down, all will be lost to sleep. *he laughed again* I know I shall fulfill the request, for God as my witness, I know she is here, as my wife's last letter was addressed to Tor, when she alerted Cassidy of the onset of her brothers... (NT) -- Nick, 13:11:22 10/24/01 Wed

� Laughing along with him a smile of agreement is given. � -- Anne, 14:23:23 10/24/01 Wed

(-Sigh- And I had such hope! Oh well. 'them'='him') (NT) -- Jen, 14:25:41 10/24/01 Wed
Yes. Her father and brothers were a violent sort, and when she ran away from them to find her own way, her father tracked down her whereabouts, sent her brothers in an attempt to bring her back, and force her to marry a violent, piggish man... She found some Lord to aid her in escaping, only to have her heart broken... I believe she is still here somewhere in Tor.... (NT) -- Nick, 19:50:01 10/25/01 Thu

� Offering a light nod, she frowns at the plight of his sister-in-law. � -- Anne, 10:58:52 10/26/01 Fri

If we must part for a short while, we must. You know where to find me and it shant be long before we cross paths again, I'm sure. *He took her hand and laid a kiss upon it so softly so she may remember to look for him when she was free again* I shall now return to Tor to look for Cassidy... I leave you well, and hope I find you so again... *And he departed for Tor* (NT) -- Nick, 15:53:10 10/28/01 Sun

� Giving a faint nod, she blushes prettily as he kisses his hand, as of yet not used to such flattering treatment. � -- Anne, 11:23:27 10/29/01 Mon