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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 1, 2007 0:12:49 GMT -5
Harriet, being a orphan, loved to fostor children, even through she had two of her own. She walked into the adoption agency and glanced around at the familiar walls, beds and nuns. Smilimng, her eyes drifted across the children, and wondored who would appriciate a home on a farm. She spoke softly wth a nun.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 1, 2007 9:08:47 GMT -5
Allison and Dylan sat in the T.V. room, Dylan was watching the television with some other boys his age and Ali was sitting in a chair, curled up, reading a book with a horse on the cover called:The Last Storm She was a quick reader, flipping pages quickly. She looked up as she saw Harriet come in, a smile spread across her face, she was one of the most optimistic orphans at the Adoption Agency. She shoved her little brother's shoulder.Dylan! She hissed.Look! Her smile widened.She might be here for us! Her face brightened as she watched harriet out of the corner of her eye.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 3, 2007 6:34:33 GMT -5
Harriet spoke to the nun. She was attired in dark jeans, knee high boots, and a long navy coat. She turned the look at the tv room. Glancing at the nun, she excused herself and followed her directions to the Tv rom, where the nun had told her of a few nice kids.
Harriet walked into the room and glanced around. A young girl caught her eye with her wide smile, reminding her so much of her own daughter Haylie. She sat on a nearby couch and looked across at the others, but her eyes kept returning to the girl and her brother.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 3, 2007 17:07:17 GMT -5
Ali was secretly smiling behind her book, her natural wash jeans curled about her, and her black shirt fitted confortably, she was wearing her new Vans that she had gotten for her fourteenth birthday. She sighed contentedly and her eyes kept sneeking peeks at Harriet across the room.
Dylan layed on the floor with two other nine year old boys, Richie and Max, he wore light wash jeans, a Hurley tee shirt, and black skater shoes, his brown hair was ruffly and his bright green eyes shone under a curtian of muddy hair.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 5, 2007 3:20:08 GMT -5
Harriet watched over the others, and pretended not to see the girls glances. Finally, Harriet decided to make the first move.
Stepping over, Harriet sat down closer to Alli and looker at her.
So. What's your name?
She didn't greet the girl with a hello for her own reasons. She knew from experiance this girl would rather lleave soon.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 6, 2007 21:59:33 GMT -5
Ali pretended to be surprised and jumped.Oh, um...yeah...my name's Allyson or Ali, and that's my little brother, Dylan. She said, motioning to the little nine year old.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 9, 2007 4:03:10 GMT -5
Harriet nodded. She smiled at the younger boy and lowered her voice.
Well, my name's Harriet. Harriet Dalton.
She then turned slighty, to face he younger boy.
And Dylan? Wat do you think of this place?
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 9, 2007 18:50:22 GMT -5
Ali smiled sligtly and began to read er book again.
Nice to meet you Ms. Dalton.
She said politely. Dylan jumped sligtly and shrugged.
Eh. It's okay, as long as my sis is hanging out with Marlie or reading. He said with a playful laugh.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 10, 2007 1:48:51 GMT -5
Harriet laughed gently.
Oh, so you wouldn't want a home then?
Jokingly she started to stand, turning away slightly. Her smile hidden.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 10, 2007 7:04:19 GMT -5
Dylan jumped.
I love a home I-I.....er.....
He looked up at Ali for help and she just shrugged.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 13, 2007 5:49:22 GMT -5
Harriet laughed lightly, turning back.
Well then, In that case, how would you and your sister like a home?
She mused, turning to Ally as well.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 14, 2007 1:48:25 GMT -5
bumpity
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 14, 2007 11:34:52 GMT -5
Dylan smiled, as did his sister.
Yes!
They said in usison.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Apr 15, 2007 4:30:03 GMT -5
Harriet clapped, smiled happily.
Ok! Well, I own Chance Stables, on the outskirts of town. We rehabilitate and retrain horses there. I have two daughters, one sixteen and one eight. They would love you guys. We have heaps of horses and dogs. You might be required to ride, and help out if you want. Still want to come?
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Post by ღGraceღ on Apr 15, 2007 9:58:08 GMT -5
Ali smiled brightly and her brother listened intently.
Wow!
Ali said happily.
We'd love to.
Her little brother corrected her.
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