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Post by carajean on Jun 17, 2008 13:36:34 GMT -5
Cara-Jean laughed. "Now, if like everyone else and just took accents as where people come from, I probably would have know you were Irish, but I stopped doing that years ago. I have an English accent, but I am no more English than the rest of my family. But we won't go into genetics." She broke off and took another sip of her water. "I was born in Scotland, we could be arch enemies, if either Father or Ma had been Scottish."
She spared a piece of mango on her plate and using her knife cut it into tiny pieces. "Ireland would be one of the only places I've never been." She said softly as she concentrated on that bit of mango.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 17, 2008 14:27:01 GMT -5
-Danny smiled as his phone rang. "Hold on." He answered it. "Hello? Who? Whats wrong? Chandy! Speak english! No no she couldn't have! How bad is she? Vendercross?!?!?! Ok I'll be there in a minute." He hung up the phone "----รบ" he said. "We better get to the stables.Taquilla broke out of the padock. There was something about a cyote, or a wolf something. She leaped the fence landed face first she tore open her shoulder, and sprained a leg." As he raced out the door he spoke in rushed tones "Some one was messing with Vendercross. I've never heard of him acting like that! Some on had to have done something to him, he just dosen't do that. Chandy, my sister managed to get Vendercross into a stall in the Pandora barn, a few stalls away from the only mares here. He's rearing up and kickong, he is awefully startled." He hopped into the truck and signaled for Cara Jean to get in.
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Post by carajean on Jun 17, 2008 15:14:43 GMT -5
Cara-Jean was on her feet in an instant. Following Danny, She jumped into his truck. "I need to get me one of these in a couple of years." She said, keeping her breathing normal. If the stallion was already worked up, the last thing he needed was for her to be wound up like a spring.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 17, 2008 15:25:43 GMT -5
(I'll post in Pandora Barn)
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