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 Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:43 pm
He groaned. No doubt his clothing was ruined by that little slide. And Delilah was HEAVY! "Are you--" he said, trying to breathe, "okay? I'm sorry I--"
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:47 pm
With a delicate little pout, Delilah slid off him and looked down at her trousers. "They're torn," she whispered. Delicately, she touched the ragged gap in the gauzy fabric over her knee. "Oh, no."
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:48 pm
He sat up, a truly horrified look on his face. "Your clothes? Do you think your mother can fix them?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:55 pm
"I... I hope so." She sounded a bit wavery and the pout lingered as she kept touching the tear. It looked rather like a surgeon prodding at a wound.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:56 pm
"Let's go find her," he said as he stood, offering her a hand up. Suddenly the scary attic didn't matter so much. Clothing was at stake here!
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:10 pm
Gratefully, she accepted his hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet. She pulled her hand away again immediately, though, and attempted to set her hair straight. The turquoise waves had tumbled down from the upsweep and her tiara was crooked. "Mama's... She's at the fortune booth," she informed her would-be savior. "She's gonna look at me and ask what happened."
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:11 pm
"We'll tell her that the haunted house attacked us," he said, fixing his own clothing as well, and patting off the dust as well as he could.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:13 pm
"But houses can't do that. It would be..." She paused and nodded. "Alright."
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:14 pm
He smiled at her. "Are you okay, other than your pants, though? I was about to come save you when the stairs went out beneath me."
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:19 pm
Delilah considered his question for a moment. Then she nodded and held out her hand. "I don't think I'm hurt."
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:20 pm
"That's good," he said with a nod as he took her hand and led her out the door.
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