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Lost
Jan 26, 2008 21:09:00 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 21:09:00 GMT
"I know Em,"
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Lost
Jan 27, 2008 21:24:36 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 27, 2008 21:24:36 GMT
"I remeber once, it was Daniel and mines first dinner in our new home, and i had tried to cook something and I was supposed to get whatever iw as cooking in twenty minute, I left it in for thiry and it literlly blew up in the stove." She chuckled softly at the memory.
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Lost
Jan 28, 2008 2:23:09 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 28, 2008 2:23:09 GMT
I grin weakly,"That's why I order take out a lot. Safer."
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Lost
Jan 28, 2008 2:40:35 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 28, 2008 2:40:35 GMT
"Much safer." Emma laughs softly, "But I was smart enough to marry a man who could cook." She says, "Well, cook better than me," She corrected herself with a soft chuckle.
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Lost
Jan 28, 2008 2:49:45 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 28, 2008 2:49:45 GMT
"Em, a three year old can cook better then you,"
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Lost
Jan 28, 2008 2:51:14 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 28, 2008 2:51:14 GMT
"Yes, but I'm telling you I can mke a mean peanut butter sandwhich."
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Lost
Jan 29, 2008 1:02:32 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 29, 2008 1:02:32 GMT
"Ah, I did love those peanut butter sandwiches you use to make me all the time," I grin.
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 0:40:10 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 0:40:10 GMT
"Always made your sandwhiches better than Chris'." Emma laughs softly.
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 1:23:53 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 30, 2008 1:23:53 GMT
I grin weakly, but my smile slips as soon as she says the name. Something in the back of my head clicks and I'm forced to ask again,"Chris?"
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 1:35:52 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 1:35:52 GMT
"Yeah. Remember? Chris. He was in your year. Slythrin. Came here to see him. Been meaning to ask you about that."
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 1:37:34 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 30, 2008 1:37:34 GMT
My eyes widen slightly, Emma was at least three years older. She had often looked after me as a kid."Chris?" I ask softly,"Use to look after him when I was around eight?"
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 1:45:21 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 1:45:21 GMT
"You looked after Chris wen you were eight?" Emma questioned. "Chris Hunt, don't you remeber him?"
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 1:59:24 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 30, 2008 1:59:24 GMT
"No, I mean.." I sigh running a hand through my hair,"Did you look after him when I was growing up?" My eyes widen slightly,"Chris Hunt, there's no way.."
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 2:14:19 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 2:14:19 GMT
"Madie I'm really confused at the moment."
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 2:17:27 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 30, 2008 2:17:27 GMT
"Did I grow up with Chris Hunt?"
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 2:26:14 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 2:26:14 GMT
"maddie what's wrong?"
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 2:26:54 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 30, 2008 2:26:54 GMT
"That's not possible," I mumble, pressing my hand to my forhead,"I'm dating him right now, I didn't meet him until this year."
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Lost
Jan 30, 2008 2:31:36 GMT
Post by Emma Darcy on Jan 30, 2008 2:31:36 GMT
((Okay I'm kinda out of it. Sick. I changed the post. Haha. Sorry.))
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