[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s Home – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#DB7093]”Throughout my whole life, eight,”[/color] I tell him. [color=#DB7093]”In the last thirty years, none.”[/color] I look into Nic’s eyes, noting the green in his eyes for the first time. I feel myself leaning closer, trying to see just how much green is there.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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I laugh, watching Nero gather more tarts. I kiss their cheek before setting them on their own two feet. [color=#006400]”Go on ahead if you wish. I’ll be only a moment.”[/color]

I gather the dishes from the table and pile them onto a trolly. I roll everything back into the house after shutting the fire table and the lamps off.