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I'm not kidding when I say I'm crying right now.
(That would be a bad idea.)
Wow. Love this. Please continue.
(You should. It would be fun.)
(I am)
Tarragon: steps back. "What was that for?" Whispers.
Bump.
Tarragon: eyes widen in surprise.
Cool.
That's a good thing. I think you might like this story.
I always have a slow beginning in my stories. Then I fill the rest up with action.
Tell me about it.
Defiantly. But I can't take all the credit for this idea, it was my friend's.
I've decided that I want this to be a collab. Anyone interested?
Tarragon: turns around. "You can cut the formal act. It's starting to get on my nerves."
Emma: whipes away tears. "Sorry, I've had to many family members die of cancer."
Emma: looks down.
Emma: covers mouth with hands and tears stream down her cheeks.
Emma: turns on tv in bedroom and flips through the channels. Finds movie. "Oh I just love Percy!"
Emma: raises eyebrow. "Lama?"