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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 1:13 pm
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A wide grin spread across Alex’s face when Sabre squeaked. ‘So he is ticklish!’ She thought to herself as she followed Sabre down the stairs. As her feet hit the landing she darted around Sabre, running into the kitchen, still grinning. Of course it wasn’t to tell Amy this new discovery, the pink in his cheeks told her he was embarrassed by it, so why embarrass him further? Alex just wanted to collect a few thoughts before they had dinner. ‘Okay, Sabre has a few brothers and sisters, a meanie of a dad, looks up to his mother, she was a good influence on him, has her hair and he’s ticklish!’ Alex thought as she got out three cups. “Who wants what to drink?” She asked as she turned around. "Water's fine for me," Amy said setting the pot of pasta on the table.
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