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Post by Yumi Baker on Aug 6, 2007 1:23:40 GMT
"what do you mean?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 6, 2007 1:49:07 GMT
"I'm leaving..France...see the world. I'm not staying, Ian and I...we're over. For real this time."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Aug 6, 2007 17:36:12 GMT
i sigh and nod my head. i knew how she felt slightly. i've ran before. "if your going to see the world can you see ireland for me?" i ask after a long pause
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 6, 2007 20:26:56 GMT
"Sure, no problem."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Aug 6, 2007 20:38:24 GMT
"thanks." i smile "you think we'll be able to write?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 6, 2007 20:44:54 GMT
"Course we will. I'm not running from anyone so you'll always know where I'll be. First stop is Scotland. Love those sexy accents." I laugh.
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Post by Yumi Baker on Aug 6, 2007 20:52:17 GMT
"oh yeah. but believe me, irish guys are much more sexy." i laugh
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 7, 2007 1:42:03 GMT
I laugh,"Sorry, heart's taken by the Scottish,"
And Ian.
"So yeah, course we'll write. I'll give you a list of where I'm headed, I'm not planning on disappearing off the face of the earth."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Aug 7, 2007 1:54:48 GMT
"ok, are you coming back at all?" i ask
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