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Subject: :Angels and Demons: Author: Angelina Uris [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 04/27/11 1:01:08am In reply to: Laurie Ann + Shania 's message, ":Love Experience It: ^I'm Gonna Get Ya Good^" on 04/27/11 12:52:25am Her speech, if you could call it that, brought on a round of applause and cheers from the group gathered. Leaning against the bar Angelina admired the group as they clapped. They were family, despite everything they’d been through, they were here now and she hoped that with time many of them could go about fixing the bridges that time had begun to tear down. She smiled, truly smiled for a moment closing her eyes and listening to the crew as they spoke. Freb’s comment had her nearly spitting up the glass of water and Memphis’ curse or blessing of many children had Angelina looking to see what color red Laurie had turned now. Toby had told them to stop teasing the woman so she’d silenced. Instead moving back to cleaning dishes till Stan came up at her side. He’d mentioned for her to sit down and for a second she hesitated, though there was the simple fact her hand still hurt from the fight the night before and her feet were killing her from the running around she’d done, not to include all the tension in her shoulders from the triangle of trouble the gathering had produced. T.M.S too much stress, Tumbler, Memphis, Shania…hmm that was catchy. Though it seemed whatever Tori had said was calming Shania and Tumbler and Memphis were both easily distracted by their lovely ladies. ”Thank you.” Taking her water she moved around the bar to sit down at a stool some off from the others, close enough to listen and talk but also far enough away that she’d not instantly draw attention when her head slumped into her hands and rested on the counter. Hazel eyes closing as the tired woman grabbed a second of peaceful silence, interrupted by mild background noise of voices and laughter. The boys were back in town. Life had changed…hopefully for the better. ~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~ Angelina Uris An Angel In Waiting Club Alien Owner ~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~ Waiting on an angel. One to carry me home. Hope you come to see me soon, cause I don't want to go alone, I don't want to go alone. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]