Tasha held onto Liz just as tightly, and felt some of her forced strength melt into a simple clinging to a woman who, well not Aly, was still very much a mother-figure to her. She didn't know what else to do, now. Peter was out of her hands, the situation out of whatever control she had. A shudder finally ran through her body, and tears spilt down her cheeks.
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Date: 2008-11-30 10:47 am (UTC)From: