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Post by ღGraceღ on Oct 15, 2006 19:48:02 GMT -5
Where's that darned appy? Jake thought irritably as he scanned the pastures for Public Affair's speckled pelt. He saw Make Way For Me Hollywood, his stud, but no mare.Affair! P-U-BLIC AFFAIR!? He called one last time, his voice was raspy from the calling but he persisted, for he had to be in California by 7:30 the next morning and it was a six hour drive and it was 6:30 at night. He had to sork the rest of the day so he was forced to leave this late at night, they'd be there at about one in the morning. He coughed horribly, his throat hurting, he popped in a peice of ice to suck on...
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Post by Raelynn on Oct 21, 2006 21:53:29 GMT -5
My even steps brought me closer to the pastures, I thought a bit of fresh air might do a bit of good. My gaze fell across a soft sillouhette, and I heard him call out for Affair. I quickly walked over with a slightly questioning look on my face.
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