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[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth is lying, curled up on her bed with a stuffed bear.

A small, neatly wrapped box is sitting on the bedside table.

She's trying to read; the same book she's been reading ever since she was in the library after Speech class.

Her mind keeps flashing back to the trip she made to Mali and the Ivory Coast. She can hardly believe how young and naive she had been. How back then she thought that she could help change the world.

She seems to reread the same paragraph over and over again

"A tumble? Oh, yes - out of the swing," said Katy, as it all came slowly back to her. "Did the rope break, Aunt Izzie? I can't remember about it."

She always reached for books from her childhood whenever she felt down.

Comments

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Do you want a house like that? Without the six children.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles her nose*

Not really... I'd quite like a townhouse in Georgetown. Or even just an apartment there.

And I really don't want the six children.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, city girl? *grins*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grins* Started off in a town first, then moved to the city. I like people, y'know. The country's too empty for me.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Ah! That's why you get six kids, so you're never alone.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*groans*

If I have one, I shall be highly surprised. I'd rather have six dogs

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Dogs are company too. *nods solemnly*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

They are... they're very good company.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Hmm, better than humans?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Some humans, yes

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*nods* I get that. You should meet Ray.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

That your dog?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yups. Black lab. My mom was going to bring him with her if she came for parent's weekend.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Aww, I love labs. Is your mom coming?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I told her not to. Not sure if she'll listen, though.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Why's that? I'd love to have my mom visit... *trails off and bites her lip*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Because she'd withdraw me the instant she met Drusilla. That and dad's down with the flu anyway.

*frowns* You alright?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

You could keep her away from Drusilla? *doesn't sound very convinced herself*

*sighs* Fine.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*studies her* Where's that nail polish?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*leans across to her bedside table, and opens the draw*

Sparkly blue, sparkly gold, sparkly silver and sparkly... uh... pearly-greyish-green stuff?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*winces* You sure Vala won't kill me?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*pulls out another bottle*

Nail polish remover. Wonderful stuff

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*spectical* Alright then...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm not forcing you into this...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*snorts* You wanna do my hands or my feet?