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Post by Jacky on May 16, 2008 17:12:03 GMT
I avoid tripping over any of Ana's kids as I get out of their 'warzone'. "Hey Nouky.. can I ask ya a favour?" I give her the great ol' puppy eyes look.
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Post by Daz on May 16, 2008 17:16:59 GMT
"Like what?" I un-wrap a golden globe  |
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Post by Jacky on May 16, 2008 17:21:41 GMT
"Wanna babysit Caitlyn tonight?" I try. The old babysitter quit her job when the lawsuits began, cos that sorta freaked her out. Didn't get a new one yet.
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Post by Daz on May 16, 2008 17:23:48 GMT
"Why, where are you going?" I don't give a direct answer, because of course I'll do it.
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Post by Jacky on May 16, 2008 17:26:41 GMT
"This lawyer-ish thing with Che. I swear, the strategy of the court is to drive me fucking crazy by dragging this thing on forever." I lean against the wall.
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Post by Daz on May 16, 2008 17:33:03 GMT
"Just be carefull, right..." I shrug, "God, Jack... In all the time we've known eachother, you've never been in such deep... shit." I un-wrap a couple more things, "Part of me wonders what the Justice system is worth if totally Quilty men like you can get away with this."
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Post by Jacky on May 16, 2008 17:39:58 GMT
"Yeah well.. The biggest part of me is just keeping his fingers crossed that the justice system is absolutely worthless." I admit, "If the truth comes floating up we'll be sitting in jail for the next twenty years or more, so.. I'm just gonna go with the lying thing."
She should understand. Well, maybe not the whole drugs-thing to begin with. But the fact that I would lie about it now.. Jesus christ, if I'd go into jail now, Caty would be over 24 by the time that I got out.
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Post by Daz on May 16, 2008 17:44:09 GMT
"Aha - hope you've learnt your lesson then." Is all I can manage to say about the whole situation... "Let's not talk about this..." I hand him something, "Help me un pack."
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Post by Jacky on May 16, 2008 17:49:46 GMT
"Alright." I start to help her out, unwrapping the thing that she gave me. It's not easy to talk about this with Anouk. I mean, she's being a hero, not testifying against me and everything. But it's hard to explain to her why I ever started what I did. It's harder still to explain why I couldn't quit before things really got out of hand.
But I guess it doesn't matter. I appreciate everything she does for me, whether she understands or not.
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Post by Daz on May 16, 2008 17:57:49 GMT
"Eh, what do you wanna do with these?" I hold up a wedding photo and a few others of Giselle.
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