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Post by Hannah on Feb 6, 2007 14:44:00 GMT
"I'm right?" I gasp
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Post by Nikki on Feb 6, 2007 14:44:48 GMT
"Does it matter?"
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Post by Hannah on Feb 6, 2007 14:46:31 GMT
I take a deep breath "Not really." I pause "But I am curious." My voice, at least, is composed.
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Post by Nikki on Feb 6, 2007 14:49:47 GMT
I feel suddenly resigned. "What are you curious about?"
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Post by Hannah on Feb 6, 2007 14:51:18 GMT
"How old you are?" I ask him
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Post by Nikki on Feb 6, 2007 14:53:28 GMT
"Seventeen," I answer promptly.
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Post by Hannah on Feb 6, 2007 15:01:51 GMT
"And how long have you been seventeen?"
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Post by Nikki on Feb 6, 2007 15:06:21 GMT
My lips twitch as I stare at the road. "Awhile," I admit at last.
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Post by Hannah on Feb 6, 2007 15:08:10 GMT
"Okay.." I smile, pleased that he is still being honest with me. He stares down at me with watcful eyes, much as he had before, when he was worried I would go into shock. I smile wider in encouragement and he frowns.
"Don't laugh... but how can you come out during the daytime?"
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Post by Nikki on Feb 6, 2007 15:11:36 GMT
I laugh anyway. "Myth."
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