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Sitting on the porch swing, popping a few pieces of popcorn in her mouth as an action scene appears on her laptop of her movie. "What?! No!" She throws popcorn at the screen.
 
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She kicks a rock down the porch walkway and watches it as it comes a gradual stop right before the sidewalk. She glances around and closes her eyes briefly enjoying the nice weather, before looking up at the night sky, not saying anything. Ryan was asleep and she was focusing on being a better mom, but she wished Al was there, and she frowned. Her sadness and heartbreak actually had turned into anger and she shook her head, taking drink of water, before looking around again, closing the journal that laid next to her.
 
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Tucks Ryan in and frowns before kissing his forehead. She closes the door behind her softly and makes her way across through her room, grabbing a big, fleece blanket and her guitar, climbing out onto the part of the roof outside her window. She settles herself in, wrapping the blanket around her and settles the guitar in front of her. Tears stream down her face, but she ignores them and begins to softly play.
 
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Sniffles and lets out a heavy breath, closing her eyes, while holding her head in her hands. She had just finished putting Ryan to bed and she was exhausted. How could she get sick at a time like this? She reaches over and takes some medicine and takes a swig of water, wondering how sick she really was and if it could be passed onto Ryan. She laid back against the raised pillows and flicked on the television, keeping the volume low. She frowned and wished she had someone to make her feel better.
 
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She is a cool kid.
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No joke
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She is new on here and is looking for people to mingle with.
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@sandyhiggins
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Follow her!
Thanks (:

She hung her coat on the back of the stool at the bar and then perched herself up on the stool, resting her elbows on the counter, putting her head in her hands. Her shirt rode up slightly to show her hip tattoo as she shrugged her shoulders and sighed.
 
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She sighs and sits down on the cold bench, as Ryan runs off to play on the swing set with some of his pre-school friends. Alice smiles slightly and pulls out her pen and journal, while chewing on her bottom lip softly. "What to write about.." She starts writing a short story, occasionally looking up to check up on Ryan.
 
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"I don't know what I am doing, but it feels good."

Alice smiles and checks the camera and walks outside in the park. Her heels click against the concrete and she takes a deep breath. She smiles and looks down, tucking a small piece of hair behind her ear. She bites her lower lip, realizing what a exciting week it has been.

She plops down in the lawn chair, next to the blazing fire she just started. She picks up the guitar sitting in the stand, and tunes it. She strums a few notes and smiles, listening to the tangy sounds. She starts to play a random medley, making it up as she goes.
 
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