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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 18:46:05 GMT
I sat on a ledge in the astronomy tower, with Poppy on my lap, leaning against me and looking out on the grounds.
She'd been quiet since we got up here.
I didn't know why.
Well, I had some idea but it was stupid.
She'd never known her mother, or got a chance to get to know her, but I knew she'd spent a lot of time up here, and I knew she'd jumped to her death up here. Of course, I hadn't told Poppy that, she was far too young to know anything like that, I just thought that maybe she might like to be somewhere that had a strong tie to her mother for once in her life. And here seemed to be the place.
I figured it was more likely she was quiet because it was so late.
"You can reach the stars from up here, kiddo," I tell her gently, wrapping my arms round her in case she was cold.
"And the moon too?" She turns slightly to look at me, wide-eyed.
"Yeah, the moon too," I smile, "Even the moon."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:16:22 GMT
I smile seeing a guy with a little girl as I had Patrick "She yours" i ask
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:18:23 GMT
"Oh, yeah," I lie with a smile, sticking to the story like usual, "Is he yours?"
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:19:08 GMT
"Yeah he is" i replied with a smile "shes beautiful" i comment
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:20:44 GMT
"She looks like her mother," I smile, "I'm Rowan, by the way. This is Poppy."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:22:56 GMT
"im Tabitha and this is Patrick" I replied smiling
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:23:24 GMT
I smile, "Nice to meet you both."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:25:00 GMT
"same here" i replied as Patrick crawled to the telescope
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:27:10 GMT
"Already a star gazer," I note, smiling.
Poppy slides off my lap and runs over to Patrick, crouching down on the floor next to him and whispering, "Hello."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:28:45 GMT
I smile seeing Poppy next to Patrick and seeing him wave to her
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:31:01 GMT
She grins, and waves back, "I know pirates!" she tells him proudly.
I laugh softly.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:32:38 GMT
Patrick layghs and jumps up "I wanee oo meee pirreets" Patrick said "hes barley being able to talk" i giggle
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:39:05 GMT
I laugh, "That's still pretty impressive."
"Let's play pirates!" Poppy beams.
"Oi, kiddo, no." I warn her, "Your method of playing pirates isn't suitable. He doesn't want to be tackled and spat on."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:43:14 GMT
My eyes widen "he can take it plus he really has none to play with since my fiancee has been missing for a while now" i replied
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 20:49:54 GMT
"Okay, daddy, can we play with Chouko?" She sighs.
"Well, I don't know. If you can find him." I tell her, then turn back to Tabitha, "Hopefully her imaginary butterfly-..."
"He's not imaginary!" She says crossly to me.
"Hopefully her pet butterfly will play nicer than being spat on," I correct myself, and smile, then say sympathetically, "Sorry about your fiance. It's kind of hard bringing them up alone, huh?"
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 20:51:25 GMT
"yeah it is" i sigh "my i ask what happened to her mother" i ask
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 21:00:51 GMT
"Mummy went to play with the angels. Like Uncle Gid." Poppy calls over her shoulder.
I look down a moment, before looking back up painfully, "Yeah, she...er...passed a little while ago."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 1, 2007 21:03:38 GMT
I nod "oh im sorry" i replied putting my head downand see Patrick begin to walk
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 1, 2007 21:04:57 GMT
"Yeah, me too," I sigh slightly, "But life goes on, right?"
I look at Patrick start to walk and smile, "Hey look at him go."
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 0:01:44 GMT
"Yeah he likes to run but he always ends up falling" i say smiling
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 2, 2007 9:35:30 GMT
"He'll get the hang of it, I long for the days where she fell over. Now she runs away from me." I laugh softly.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 16:56:56 GMT
"Oh cant wait till he does that with me' i grin and watch him play with Poppy
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 2, 2007 19:41:24 GMT
"Yeah, it's fun, I guess," I laugh, watching them.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 19:42:30 GMT
I laugh 'Oh well I think the kids have to hate the parents at one point" i shrug
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 2, 2007 19:52:17 GMT
"Not something to look forward to though," I shrug.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 20:09:18 GMT
"Thats true its best to prepare" i replied seeing Patrick run
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 2, 2007 20:11:42 GMT
"Never can be completely prepared though," I chuckle slightly.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 20:32:10 GMT
"yep, mysteries of kids" i say
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 2, 2007 20:33:01 GMT
"Always surprise you. According to mine, turkey's wear socks." I laugh slightly.
"They do!" she protests indignantly from across the room.
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Post by Tabitha Last on Sept 2, 2007 20:35:06 GMT
"Thats cool" i say "so thats why their legs are wrinley" i ask Poppy
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