Tasha was heading down to the kitchen to find herself a light snack when she heard voices from the living room. That was common enough, as they were a family that never failed to talk, but there was one voice in particular that stood out. "Thomas!" Tasha dashed into the room and fell to her knees before Thomas on the couch, taking his hands in hers. "You're back! Oh, thank fuck you're alright now!"
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Date: 2007-11-18 04:31 am (UTC)From: