Still need to iron out some things. But it'll get there.

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[table][row][/row][row][cell=active]When Huddeen was small, Rutherford Graves – a veteran of the American Civil War – deciding to start a new page of his life far away from what he had become accustomed to. Through time he became the face of law and order in the New Hampshire township. It is through those roots that the Graves household traces back their residence in Huddeen. Though it may not be for very long.

“There has been a Graves in Huddeen since Ulysses S. Grant became President.”

That’s changed over time, but usually there’s been a Graves wearing a sheriff’s badge in some way or another. The last Graves to wear a badge, Paul D. Graves, died ten years ago after a terrible battle with lung cancer. He was a gruff, but charming and friendly character. But life carries on.

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[i]“Prove your worth. No excuses.”[/i]
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[color=WHITE]G R A V E S,   L O R R A I N E   ||   M A T R I A R C H[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][INDENT]At 46, Lorraine never expected she’d be where she is now.

Ten years ago, her husband, Paul, lost his fight against lung cancer. She’s not particularly sure the family ever managed to do without him. After his funeral, neighbors and friends saw how she became more aloof and standoffish. Part of it was the stress of providing for the family by herself, but also just part of how she reacted to Paul’s sudden death.

Life was hard. Working at the high school during the day and working as a gas station attendant at night, Lorrie found time was a valuable resource she just didn’t have–but it was enough to keep the family afloat even if it kept her both physically and mentally exhausted at all times. She’s still not sure she did the best she could over the years, but with Davey helping out and Lee college-bound everything seemed to make sense again. It was a feeling she now is beginning to realize was very short-lived.
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[i]“I dreamed of getting out of Huddeen once, never thought it’d be like this.”[/i]
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[color=WHITE]G R A V E S,   D A V E Y   ||   S O N[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][INDENT]About to hit his 25th birthday, Davey is beginning to prematurely think about his life.

With many of his friends now either out-of-state living life or starting families of their own in New Hampshire he is beginning to feel a certain way about his own life and the circumstances. When his father passed he was fifteen, in the prime of his high school experience. By the time he graduated, he had to find work to support the family as new bills seemed to swallow his mother whole with each passing year. But hey, at least he had his head on straight.

Confident, irreverent, but hard-working, Davey has earned a reputation as a solid handyman. The time he’s spent with his dad’s old bike has made him have a good sense for auto repair, though admittedly he still has a long way to go. Still, he’s twenty-four and a sense of longing and escape still weighs on him, though a sense of ironic humor has possessed him after the last two weeks.[color=666666]▅
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[i]“There’s always tomorrow.”[/i]
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[color=WHITE]G R A V E S,   L E E   ||   D A U G H T E R[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][INDENT]At 18, Hailee (or Lee to pretty much everyone) is finally happy that high school is over.

She misses her dad alot. A few days before she turned eight she sat in silence as he flatlined at a hospital in Manchester. It’s a memory she thinks about often and it's probably why she was such a snarky, angsty little kid in the years that followed. Before everything changed she was preparing to attend college at UCLA. She feels particularly fortunate that she’s in New Hampshire rather than California, though part of her is pretty convinced that the universe fucking hates her.[color=666666]▅
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