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Falling Skies II
Jun. 11th, 2016 05:30 pm[Continued from here]
"Amie?"
His sister pauses in the middle of passing the peas and glances his way with a quizzical expression. For a few moments, he chews thoughtfully on the tines of his fork before continuing on.
"I think the chicken might still be alive."
He pushes at the bit of meat on his plate and draws a smiling face with the red streaks it leaves behind. Amie's cheeks flush almost the same color as she hurriedly reaches across the table and plucks away his meal.
"Can I have some pudding instead?"
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"Amie?"
His sister pauses in the middle of passing the peas and glances his way with a quizzical expression. For a few moments, he chews thoughtfully on the tines of his fork before continuing on.
"I think the chicken might still be alive."
He pushes at the bit of meat on his plate and draws a smiling face with the red streaks it leaves behind. Amie's cheeks flush almost the same color as she hurriedly reaches across the table and plucks away his meal.
"Can I have some pudding instead?"
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