So. We're purging the attic of 'stuff we don't need' - which really means George is trying to make me throw out Josh's old baby things that I took with me and several boxes of journals I don't really read but COULD come in useful ...

And I found a box. With high-school photos in it. SO. To amuse you all.

( Summer Camp )

Chocolate. I have chocolate. The wizardy stuff that George hid. Ha.

Strawberry stripy stuff ... why'd he hide it from me? Mwahaha. Chocolate.

Dusting off the journal. Yeah … so. Dust, dust ( Read more... )

The bedroom was dark, curtains pulled over the windows to block out what light was still filtering through from outside and Will closed the door over very carefully, glaring at the Kneazle as he decided to saunter into the gap and stand for a few seconds before finally giving Will a little smug look and padding in. Out was preferable, but at least ( Read more... )

Preludes ( Read more... )

He warned me about this once. It strikes me as pretty damned idiotic that I didn't take him seriously. I should have always taken him seriously - it would have saved a lot of upset. His exact words, in between a speech about how God enjoys to kill and how I would too when I got around to it, were; "No one will ever be safe around you, Will." I ( Read more... )

Will stole George's toast when he went for the mail. It wasn't often they got something that couldn't be posted through the letter box so signing for it gave him the perfect opportunity to fuel his recently rampant appetite and swipe half of George's breakfast ( Read more... )

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