"I'm still glad I skipped breakfast this morning," Isabel said once they were finally in Roswell. She stared at the home she hadn't seen in over a year if she counted her time on Antar.
The front door open and her mother's voice called out. "Isabel?"
Giving Bel's hand one last squeeze, she closed her eyes. "Tonight at seven?"
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Date: 2007-04-09 06:13 pm (UTC)The front door open and her mother's voice called out. "Isabel?"
Giving Bel's hand one last squeeze, she closed her eyes. "Tonight at seven?"