Charlotte barely slept. Between the upcoming holiday, her discoveries about her family and Farah's impending visit, there was no way she could close her eyes. She sat up for hours just watching John sleep, petting one or the other kitten as they rotated in and out of the warmest spot between them
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And that waking was with a rough yelp of pain. Al had enough sense to leave before he was a kitten Popsicle and John dragged himself from bed.
A shower and dressing made him feel better, then he was joining Charlie in the living room. 'Stop pacing. You're making me edgy."
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She put a hand out to him. "Give me something better to do?"
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She was sure Grady laughed at her when she chose a pair of new black slacks and then a very nice, plain plum colored babydoll top. It was a little plain for her but she wanted to make a good first impression.
Appearing outside of Char's place, she looked around before combing her fingers through her hair quickly to make sure it wasn't mussed. Clearing her throat, she knocks lightly and waits.
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Looking at Char, she nods, "Well, that sounds fun. Scaring the driver but yeah, we will have fun." She needed it.
"When should we head out?"
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He returned with a phone for Charlie and sat back down. "I'm not a story teller. Not really."
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Then she is tempted with stories of how Char is nuts to live with, "You don't need to be a good storyteller to tell me something good." She looked at John, chuckling.
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