02-10-2009, 02:53 PM
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Addison liked playing that game...the one where she ran away and where her mother had to come and look for her. Every single time she had been discovered, before now, though. Each day that she had set out, she'd added a new trick to it. Once she had gone over a small creek, climbed halfway up a tree, hidden beneath leaves, and rolled around on a dead fish. That had been the hardest time for Dierdre. When she had left this time, she had done all those things all over again, and had added one more little thing. Distance. She had run farther away than ever before.
She had heard of this place before, but had never seen it for herself. Dierdre hadn't known anything about the packs that had survived after the fire or about whether Addison's grandmother, aunt and other family members had survived it. She had only been able to describe what the lands had looked like before the fires had taken them.
The idea that her mother might not come back for her hadn't crossed her mind yet. Addi didn't know what would happen after today was over, whether she might have to go back outside and start walking again or if she might be allowed to stay for a couple of days. She liked how warm this building was, and how nice Jefferson was being to her. He didn't have to sit in the chair with her, but maybe he had thought that she was lonely. She had never slept by herself before, always with her parents, and she would have been afraid to try it.
"Is warm and nice in here...Addison likes this place. And you is warm and nice" She put her head down onto him, curling up on his arm. "What is this place?"
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Addison liked playing that game...the one where she ran away and where her mother had to come and look for her. Every single time she had been discovered, before now, though. Each day that she had set out, she'd added a new trick to it. Once she had gone over a small creek, climbed halfway up a tree, hidden beneath leaves, and rolled around on a dead fish. That had been the hardest time for Dierdre. When she had left this time, she had done all those things all over again, and had added one more little thing. Distance. She had run farther away than ever before.
She had heard of this place before, but had never seen it for herself. Dierdre hadn't known anything about the packs that had survived after the fire or about whether Addison's grandmother, aunt and other family members had survived it. She had only been able to describe what the lands had looked like before the fires had taken them.
The idea that her mother might not come back for her hadn't crossed her mind yet. Addi didn't know what would happen after today was over, whether she might have to go back outside and start walking again or if she might be allowed to stay for a couple of days. She liked how warm this building was, and how nice Jefferson was being to her. He didn't have to sit in the chair with her, but maybe he had thought that she was lonely. She had never slept by herself before, always with her parents, and she would have been afraid to try it.
"Is warm and nice in here...Addison likes this place. And you is warm and nice" She put her head down onto him, curling up on his arm. "What is this place?"