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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 16:11:39 GMT -5
Claire sighed. She missed her sisters dreadfully. She missed her parents even more.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 16:16:48 GMT -5
As if she read her mind, Rebecca Ann smiled comfortingly at Claire.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 16:20:09 GMT -5
"Its alright. I was just remembering how beautiful Emily's poems in French were," she said softly with a hint of a smile. "I haven't heard French in so long, I am afraid I too will forget it."
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 16:21:45 GMT -5
"Not to worry. We'll find them soon."
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 16:23:51 GMT -5
Claire hoped so. The clues her sisters sent were leading her around in circles. She wondered when she would ACTUALLY get to see them, instead of a note telling her to go somewhere else.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 16:25:14 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann fiddled with her fork, wishing for her brothers. They could help her get through tough times, always. Then again, if they were there, she wouldn't have many tough times.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 16:26:42 GMT -5
Claire looked at Rebecca Ann as if to read her mind, "Don't worry. We'll find them too."
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 16:30:01 GMT -5
"Thanks. What do you say we get out of here and compare evidence?"
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 20:23:08 GMT -5
"I think that is an excellent idea," Claire said while standing up to leave.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 20:26:11 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann tucked the bill and tip on the table, and they left together. "Whose room should we go to?"
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 20:29:09 GMT -5
"I suppose we could go to mine," Claire suggested. "I have my commonplace book there."
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 21:33:51 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann nodded.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 21:35:02 GMT -5
Claire led the way to room 13.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 21:39:52 GMT -5
When they arrived there, Rebecca Ann got the strangest feeling of deja vu, which she hated.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 21:50:45 GMT -5
"What's wrong?" Claire asked.
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