01-25-2008, 11:07 AM
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indent There was no distinct change. Ahren understood what she meant. He turned his eyes up and met his daughter’s, reading them quietly. The blonde pushed his hair back, leaning into the heat of the fire. After a long time, he spoke. “If you’ve got the wanderlust, you should listen to it.” If she left, he wouldn’t hold it against her. Corona was still young, and still had a lifetime in front of her.