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 Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 8:06 pm
Ali nodded, looking several shades paler than before. "I think... I think that might be wise," she said, tucking a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. She gave the family an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I just... I don't feel well."
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 8:08 pm
"Entirely understandable." Mistalina slid off the bench and got up.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 8:10 pm
Ali carefully scooted off the bench and stood, cringing a bit as she straightened. She picked up the remains of her salad. It'd make a good snack later, if she ever managed to settle her stomach. "I am sorry. It was nice meeting all of you. Hope to see you all again soon," she said before turning and heading for the restaurant door. Oh, bed sounded very good right now.
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