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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 20, 2006 23:41:45 GMT
I sat in the Thistle and Shamrock Pub enjoying my pint of Guinness and listening to heart wrenching celtic music the local boys played. It was good to have some time free from the students. I flipped through my notes, I was getting ready for the Wiccaning, Warren was about to have her baby any day now and I wanted to be ready.
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 21, 2006 1:50:45 GMT
I walked in and sat next to Pheobe, "Hey how are you?"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 21, 2006 1:54:45 GMT
 I looked up from my notes, saw Wyatt and smiled, "hey. Want a pint. Want to help me with this?" |
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 21, 2006 1:56:02 GMT
"Yeah sure," I began to drink slowly. "How are things going with Warren?"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 21, 2006 2:01:18 GMT
 I sighed, "just a little stressful. I mean the Wiccaning is going to be pretty hard to pull off . . . either that or I'm going insane. Which is all possible." |
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 22, 2006 8:23:52 GMT
"What is hard?" I asked slightly confused.
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