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Post by GRACE WILLOW ANDERSON on May 13, 2012 0:11:53 GMT -5
Grace had written the letter in a rush all the time hoping that things were going ok. This was her job but Harmony was her life and she hoped her little girl was happy with Tony.
Dear Tony,
I hope Harmony is behaving herself and you are both ok. Unfortunately this Dragon situation is a little more out of control difficult that we originally expected. I won't be home for a few days. I know it's cheeky of me to ask, but could you look after Harm? Please. If she's any bother owl me and I'll have my Dad take her.
Thank you darling.
Your Grace xxx
The owl was impatiently knocking at Tony's window and was trying to get his attention. The piece of paper rolled up and tied around his leg.
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Post by ANTHONY EZRA SHACKLEBOLT on May 13, 2012 0:47:29 GMT -5
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 Grace,
Harmony is doing great! Nox loves her, and we had no major problems during the nigh. She woke up once or twice for a drink of water or the bathroom, nothing I can’t handle.
Today, we’re off for pancakes and then I said we’d go to the park. Mum is going crazy to meet her, so we might go to my mum & dad’s for dinner.
I’ll gladly look after Harm for a few more days! I owled my boss this morning, and explained the situation. I’ve got today, tomorrow and the next day off. If you still aren’t home by then, Mum would love to watch her.
Stay safe,
Tony & Harm
Tony watched as the owl took off flying, flying back to Grace. The previous night had gone smoothly, and without a hitch. As promised, they were off for pancakes. Tony was dressed, showered and ready to go. Harmony, however, was slowing things down. She was currently running around in her jeans and shirt. If she would just put on her shoes and jacket, they could go. ”Harmony, honey, we need to get dressed. I thought you wanted to have pancakes, and go to the park today? If you don’t get dressed, we won’t have time for everything,” |
[/b] Tony tried to explain. He wasn’t used to three year olds slowing things down. Tony was used to deciding to be somewhere at a certain time, and being there on time. Kids seemed to make planning very hard.[/div][/left] tagged: Grace words: 247 [/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table] TEMPLATE BY KHRISTIAN OF CAUTION 2.0, LYRICS BY MODEST MOUSE[/center] |
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Post by GRACE WILLOW ANDERSON on May 13, 2012 0:56:17 GMT -5
Harmony had done well. She had been cooperative in getting up and getting out of pyjamas and into clothes. But after the socks were on Harmony had lost all focus and had ended up running around after Nox. When Tony spoke to her she stopped and looked up at him. "And the swings in the park Mister Daddy Tony, can we go on those?" She loved the swings.
Harmony went to her shoes and pushed her feet in. She tightened the velcro and then stamped her feet to show Tony that they lit up. "Look!" She stamped her feet a few more times before putting on her coat. "Mister Daddy, can you help me do the zip? I can't do zips. I can't do them." Harmony had wandered over to him and was frowning at her coat. Zips and laces were two things her Pop Pop had said he would teach her
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Post by ANTHONY EZRA SHACKLEBOLT on May 13, 2012 1:17:28 GMT -5
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”We sure can. Swings, slides, whatever you want. We can even come back and get Nox,” |
[/b] Tony said as he gathered his wallet and keys. He quickly filled Nox’s water bowl, and placed it next to the full dish of food. Nox trotted over, and began eating. Tony was thrilled that Nox had adapted to his new environment. A few weeks after getting Nox, Tony had owled a letter to the family who used to own him. He told the family how the dog was doing, and included some pictures of his new house. Tony smiled as he knelled down. He quickly zipped the coat up, and ushered Harmony out the door. ”So, what kind of pancakes are you going to have?”[/b] he asked softly, waiting for the lift. Tony hoped she would want the most sugary kind. Grace would surely murder him. He hoped the small girl would want some fruit kind, maybe strawberry or something similar. Tony already knew what he would get, banana walnut with black coffee.[/div][/left] tagged: Grace words: 170 [/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table] TEMPLATE BY KHRISTIAN OF CAUTION 2.0, LYRICS BY MODEST MOUSE[/center] |
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Post by GRACE WILLOW ANDERSON on May 13, 2012 11:47:40 GMT -5
Tony had zipped up her coat and she ran over and gave Nox a gently hug before going back to her Dad. When Tony asked what kind of pancakes she wanted Harm screwed up her face. Walking out the door she the turned and say. "I want pancakes in syrup." Her Mum wouldn't usually let her have sweet stuff in the morning but maybe Tony would. She was giving him a big smile and waiting quietly for him. If she was good then usually she was told she could have what she wanted.
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Post by ANTHONY EZRA SHACKLEBOLT on May 17, 2012 18:40:35 GMT -5
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“Well, baby, you can have pancakes in syrup,” |
[/b] Tony said with a smile. Grasping Harmony’s hand, they exited the lift. As they walked down the street, he started to think. Grace had told him a few details about her family, Tony knew she had a brother, and that her mom died when she was little. But, he didn’t know what her father did for a living, or what her brother did. Maybe Harmony could answer those things. “Harm, can you tell me about your uncle and grandpa? Mum hasn't told me very much, but I’d love to hear about them![/div][/left] tagged: Grace words: 170 [/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table] TEMPLATE BY KHRISTIAN OF CAUTION 2.0, LYRICS BY MODEST MOUSE[/center] |
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Post by GRACE WILLOW ANDERSON on Jun 1, 2012 10:14:01 GMT -5
When Tony said she could have the pancake and syrup Harm couldn't help but jump around a little and hug his leg. "Thank you." Harmony was easy to please as long at it involved sugar. She held onto Daddy Tony's hand as the began to walk out the building.
She looked at Tony as he asked about her family. Harmony stumbled a little almost falling over her own feet before saying, "Pop pop is at the school." Harmony knew that her Pop Pop was important at school. "He has a huuuuge office." Harmony let go of his hand to gesture how big. "My uncle works with Mammy in the ministry. I want to work there too."
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