Author's Note- Thanks for the reviews. Getting less and less aren't I? LOL.
Does that mean I'm getting worse and worse? Oh well, I'll live. LOL. But I
am REALLY glad that all of you like my story!!! It makes me really happy!!
^^ thank youz!
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* October Chill
Chapter 8
By: Cobalt-eyedAngel
Sunday morning.
The last day the museum would be open till spring.
Her last chance to see Syaoran Li.
At breakfast her father said, "Your brother and I think you should stay home today."
Her brother had the sense not to be in the room at the time.
"Why?" Sakura demanded.
"We think maybe you're working a bit too hard, getting a bit over tired."
"No," Sakura said.
"All the same," her father sipped his coffee as though hat had settled that.
"I have to go to work," Sakura said. "It's all I have."
Nonsense," her father said. "You have us. You have your school friends. Take the day off. Relax."
"I NEED to go to work today." (A/N- btw, I don't use italic or bold because if I do, it doesn't show up on ff.net. Don't ask me y.)
Her father frowned. She knew he hated confrontation. HE said, "Surely they can get along with out you."
"Of course they can get along with out me." she said, mentally adding, 'They'll have to get along with out me in the spring.' But she didn't say anything about leaving them short-staffed. Instead she said, "This is something I need to do for myself. To give myself a sense of completeness, of closure." Support group was always good for psychobabble.
"It's just, you get so caught you in it," her father said, but he was weakening, she could tell. "Your brother says that yesterday you came out to the parking lot without a jacket."
"I was talking to somebody and I forgot," she explained. "I wasn't cold until Touya started telling me how cold it was. Please drive me there."
She saw her father glance upward – asking for divine advice or gauging if Sakura's brother was about to come downstairs and demand to know why her orders were being questioned. He sighed, and she knew she had won one more day with Syaoran.
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Author's Note- Yes, yes I know, very short. But I have to end it here if I want to start where I want on my next chapter. Which, I am sad to say is the last. Or am I happy to say?....Whelps review! Please and Thank-you!!
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* October Chill
Chapter 8
By: Cobalt-eyedAngel
Sunday morning.
The last day the museum would be open till spring.
Her last chance to see Syaoran Li.
At breakfast her father said, "Your brother and I think you should stay home today."
Her brother had the sense not to be in the room at the time.
"Why?" Sakura demanded.
"We think maybe you're working a bit too hard, getting a bit over tired."
"No," Sakura said.
"All the same," her father sipped his coffee as though hat had settled that.
"I have to go to work," Sakura said. "It's all I have."
Nonsense," her father said. "You have us. You have your school friends. Take the day off. Relax."
"I NEED to go to work today." (A/N- btw, I don't use italic or bold because if I do, it doesn't show up on ff.net. Don't ask me y.)
Her father frowned. She knew he hated confrontation. HE said, "Surely they can get along with out you."
"Of course they can get along with out me." she said, mentally adding, 'They'll have to get along with out me in the spring.' But she didn't say anything about leaving them short-staffed. Instead she said, "This is something I need to do for myself. To give myself a sense of completeness, of closure." Support group was always good for psychobabble.
"It's just, you get so caught you in it," her father said, but he was weakening, she could tell. "Your brother says that yesterday you came out to the parking lot without a jacket."
"I was talking to somebody and I forgot," she explained. "I wasn't cold until Touya started telling me how cold it was. Please drive me there."
She saw her father glance upward – asking for divine advice or gauging if Sakura's brother was about to come downstairs and demand to know why her orders were being questioned. He sighed, and she knew she had won one more day with Syaoran.
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Author's Note- Yes, yes I know, very short. But I have to end it here if I want to start where I want on my next chapter. Which, I am sad to say is the last. Or am I happy to say?....Whelps review! Please and Thank-you!!