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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:17:08 GMT
*walks into the garden with Emma, Neal and Abigail* *holds Abigail's hand* What do you guys think? Isn't it a beautiful day outside?
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:17:43 GMT
Dad.. Can't we go back inside? I want to play my new game.
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Post by Abigail Grace Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:18:30 GMT
*holds Daddy's hand* I like outside, Daddy! It pretty! *points at the flowers*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:19:56 GMT
Let's pick flowers Abby. *smiles*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:22:13 GMT
*smiles at Emma* Maybe later, princess. We are not going to play games or pick flowers now. I would like to give you all some fatherly advice on the outside world and my past.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:23:32 GMT
Tell us about your past? I thought you just lived with grandma Ruth before you went to king George to play as James.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:23:35 GMT
Okay Dad. Let's sit down Abby.
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Post by Abigail Grace Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:24:40 GMT
Kay, Emmy. I sit with you! *walks over to Emmy as they all sit down*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:25:50 GMT
*hugs Abby* What was king George like?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:28:17 GMT
He was very strict, acted like he was my father. He let me pretend to be my twinbrother James. He made me the person I am today. Because he learned me what not to do.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:28:54 GMT
How about your real father? Did you know him, Dad?
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Post by Abigail Grace Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:29:27 GMT
*hugs Emmy and sits on her lap as she listens to Daddy* Where's you Daddy, Daddy?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:30:10 GMT
What was he like?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 18:39:13 GMT
I can't fully remember what he was like. I was a young boy when he died. My father was a drunk, but decided to change for me. He was going on a 2 week trip to get farm supplies and promised that his need for alcohol would be gone when he was back. Sadly enough he only was able to stay sober for 13 days. On the 14th day he drank alcohol, and when he was drunk he fell into a ravine. Which is very sad story to tell, but it's something you kids would find out eventually.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Apr 14, 2015 18:39:45 GMT
I am sorry, Dad.. good thing you had grandma Ruth..
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