01-07-2009, 02:15 AM
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“You certainly are pretty. I’ve never seen anybody with purple eyes,” he said, moving to help her before she fell into a heap on her back. Sliding down from the rock, he joined her on the cold sand, dreadlocks spilling back into his face. He laughed heartily at her question of him being her father, considering he was scarcely old enough to be grown himself. “No, I’m not your dad! Do I look that old? Man, maybe it’s the hair.” Sticking out his tongue and laughing between his teeth at the thought, he stood up and rolled back his shoulders.
“So you don’t know who he is? It would be easier to look if we knew who we were looking for, you know.” Winking again, he leaned back on his heels and spared a glance to the gray sky.
“You certainly are pretty. I’ve never seen anybody with purple eyes,” he said, moving to help her before she fell into a heap on her back. Sliding down from the rock, he joined her on the cold sand, dreadlocks spilling back into his face. He laughed heartily at her question of him being her father, considering he was scarcely old enough to be grown himself. “No, I’m not your dad! Do I look that old? Man, maybe it’s the hair.” Sticking out his tongue and laughing between his teeth at the thought, he stood up and rolled back his shoulders.
“So you don’t know who he is? It would be easier to look if we knew who we were looking for, you know.” Winking again, he leaned back on his heels and spared a glance to the gray sky.