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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 28, 2006 23:36:32 GMT -5
She shrugged, tears in her eyes.Excuse me....she said, going to get her dance gear.She bumped into Ty.Sorry...she said shakily before running to the car to get her stuff
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 28, 2006 23:39:40 GMT -5
Ty watched her run off. Then looked at Morgan. "Whatcha do?" he asked. Morgan said nothing. She ran past him to Doe. "Doe, i'm sorry! i'm an orphan! my dad abused me and Chase" Morgan said quietly.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 28, 2006 23:44:04 GMT -5
Doe was grabbing her gear out of the truck, thoughts whirrelling.My dad abused me to.....alot.....she said as she slung the stuff over her shoulder and walked back into the stable.
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 28, 2006 23:58:23 GMT -5
Morgan nodded and kept walking with her. "don't be mad at me!" she pleaded.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 29, 2006 16:48:28 GMT -5
I'm not....she said softlyIm just....she trailed off as t he young girl came back.Doe, are you coming home?she asked, pulling on Doe's hand again.Doe bent down slightly.I have dance Tamara, I'll see you afterwards....she said softly to the girl.Tamara nodded and hugged Doe, then ran to where their foster mom was calling her.
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 29, 2006 16:55:12 GMT -5
Morgan looked at teh two changing the subject. "She's cute..how old is she?" Morgan asked
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 29, 2006 17:47:41 GMT -5
Six.Doe replied,She was fostered after both her parents died in a car accident....Doe said, turning back to her horse, Spanish Lullaby, or "Faith".
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 29, 2006 17:49:30 GMT -5
Morgan looked down. "I'm sorry, wanna go riding?" she asked.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 29, 2006 17:53:02 GMT -5
Doe thought.A short one, I have dance in a half hour.she said, grabbing Faith's tack.
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 29, 2006 18:52:02 GMT -5
Morgan nodded and led out her TB mare Montana or Mo. She slipped the bridle on and not even bothered with the saddle. "Ready when you are" Morgan said happily.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 29, 2006 21:57:07 GMT -5
Doe mounted and clicked her large Andalusian foreward.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 29, 2006 22:40:14 GMT -5
Doe trotted Faith down a trail, halting and waiting for Morgan.
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 29, 2006 22:55:48 GMT -5
Morgan hopped up on Montana and followed. "So when did you come here?" she asked as Montana walked alongside.
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Post by daybabroxbendais10 on Aug 30, 2006 19:19:51 GMT -5
Not long ago, my foster mom's husband had to move from New York City, so then we came here.
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Post by shybootsrox on Aug 30, 2006 20:40:47 GMT -5
Morgan smiled and nodded. "Yeah Chase and me came from Colorado, Chelsea New York City, and Brooke and Ty came from Spain. Pretty messed up but we're all related.
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