"While I would adore one of your feasts for Thanksgiving, I think it's supposed to be a day of rest, and I don't see that as restful." Parker slowly got to her feet, then tugged on Isabel's hair, gently. "So good. Sydney or Lake Catherine. Either way, it'll be fine. And by Christmas, you and Max will be talking." Parker face went blank for a moment. "The way it should be."
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Date: 2006-11-06 03:36 am (UTC)