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Post by timmy on Dec 4, 2005 17:59:55 GMT -5
Timmy raised an eyebrow and sighed. "I didn't mean that at all! Geez, I'd expect better from a girl." He carefully scooped the owl off his shoulder and placed it on a nearby shelf. He rotated his shoulder to shake the feeling of the bird's talons digging into his shoulder and shifted the overflowing notebook in his hands. "So if we'll have to wait for your grandpa, I guess I can get to work on a lab project of mine."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Dec 4, 2005 18:10:48 GMT -5
"You men have rubbed off on me," she said, still in helpless giggles. She sobered quickly. "I'll send the letter to my grandfather as soon as I finish it." She bit her lower lip and tried to figure out how to exactly word this letter.
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