Caleigh: 'To market, to Market to buy a fat horse, home again, home again howling kids.' Did I mention I love horses? If I didn't well now you know!
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Cindy's Studio Home
"I got these. What do you think?" Giving Cindy my camera, I watch as she appraises the two photographs, "Your latest target?" She asks bringing the display close to her face; she has a bleary vision sans glasses, a myopic. "Yes." I reply waiting for the reaction of my author friend.
Author reminds me, Maisey another author friend of mine, is my only friend who isn't my friend as a result of me following her around or hounding her on the Internet; she had been my roommate who I hadn't liked in the least when we had stayed together; weird thing I recently found out she's quite likeable.
I was going to show Lupin's photo to Cindy initially, but decided to reserve it for Maisey, somehow I didn't want Cindy to drool over Lupin and Maisey usually didn't drool at the sight of hot men.