Lizzie sat down in the comfy office chair and spun around and giggled.
"You are so weird." said Gordo watching her. He set a box of office supplies on the cherrywood desk and smiled.
"This is so cool. Gordo, I'm actually a professional. How cool!"
"I don't think any 'professional' has ever giggled and said 'How cool'"
Lizzie stuck her tongue out at him and Gordo laughed. The door opened and Luke, Lizzie's husband, walked in. He walked over to Lizzie and she got up. They embraced and kissed and Gordo burned.
"Hi honey. Sorry I'm late. This is awesome!" he said, his arm around her waist. Lizzie blushed with excitement.
Gordo and Miranda were invited to Lizzie and Luke's house for dinner. Lizzie had two children, a boy named Hunter who was 7 and a girl named AnnaBeth who was 4. She looked just like her mother and acted just like her too. The dinner went well in the begining, until after dinner drinks. Hunter and AnnaBeth were playing in front of the fire place and the adults were sitting on a couch in front of the fireplace. Everything was polite and nice until Hunter knocked a vase of the hearth to the ground and it shattered. Lizzie thought nothing of it- a 2.99$ Pier One masterpiece that could be easily replaced. To Luke, it might as well have contained his mother's ashes. He grabbed Hunter by the arm and brought the little boy's face to his and howled angrily. Then, he dragged him upstairs and there was a thud. Lizzie raced to the landing.
"What the hell is going on?" she cried. Luke glared at her and stormed off to their bedroom. Hunter stood in his doorway crying. He had a bruise on his arm and on his face. He ran down the steps into Lizzie's open arms and she cradled him. She carried him out to the couch and sat with him on her lap.
"What happened, Hummer?" asked AnnaBeth. She always called him Hummer because she couldn't compltely pronounce Hunter. Hunter nuzzled into Lizzie's neck and remained quiet. Miranda and Gordo left quietly and quickly and Lizzie slept in Hunter's room with AnnaBeth.
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okay, so here i am on my padre's laptop in his apartment in the bhms....ill update tomorrow morning if anyone wants me to
be sure to read Sammy the Story Magi's stories b/c they are awesome....ttyl pplz.... Ducky
"You are so weird." said Gordo watching her. He set a box of office supplies on the cherrywood desk and smiled.
"This is so cool. Gordo, I'm actually a professional. How cool!"
"I don't think any 'professional' has ever giggled and said 'How cool'"
Lizzie stuck her tongue out at him and Gordo laughed. The door opened and Luke, Lizzie's husband, walked in. He walked over to Lizzie and she got up. They embraced and kissed and Gordo burned.
"Hi honey. Sorry I'm late. This is awesome!" he said, his arm around her waist. Lizzie blushed with excitement.
Gordo and Miranda were invited to Lizzie and Luke's house for dinner. Lizzie had two children, a boy named Hunter who was 7 and a girl named AnnaBeth who was 4. She looked just like her mother and acted just like her too. The dinner went well in the begining, until after dinner drinks. Hunter and AnnaBeth were playing in front of the fire place and the adults were sitting on a couch in front of the fireplace. Everything was polite and nice until Hunter knocked a vase of the hearth to the ground and it shattered. Lizzie thought nothing of it- a 2.99$ Pier One masterpiece that could be easily replaced. To Luke, it might as well have contained his mother's ashes. He grabbed Hunter by the arm and brought the little boy's face to his and howled angrily. Then, he dragged him upstairs and there was a thud. Lizzie raced to the landing.
"What the hell is going on?" she cried. Luke glared at her and stormed off to their bedroom. Hunter stood in his doorway crying. He had a bruise on his arm and on his face. He ran down the steps into Lizzie's open arms and she cradled him. She carried him out to the couch and sat with him on her lap.
"What happened, Hummer?" asked AnnaBeth. She always called him Hummer because she couldn't compltely pronounce Hunter. Hunter nuzzled into Lizzie's neck and remained quiet. Miranda and Gordo left quietly and quickly and Lizzie slept in Hunter's room with AnnaBeth.
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okay, so here i am on my padre's laptop in his apartment in the bhms....ill update tomorrow morning if anyone wants me to
be sure to read Sammy the Story Magi's stories b/c they are awesome....ttyl pplz.... Ducky