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[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

A little older. A little wiser.

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[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

Effie?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

Barty. Umm...hi.

[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

How are you?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

Tired and a little wet.

Finished up my last day of work today. I'm leaving for London in the morning and still have a ton of packing to do?

Yourself?

[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

I've been busy, doing different things.

You're going? I still love you..you know that don't you?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

*chews her lip, struggling a little with her emotions*

I have to go, Barty. The big bosses say I'm needed in London, London is where I must go.

*sighs, sounding almost defeated and incredibly weary*

I know.

[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

You're right, Effie.

You have a new life now as do I. I just though..we could get together again.

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

We can.

I'm only a fireplace away. And I'd like to see you again.

[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'd like that. We can use floo powder to see each other *smile*

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

Oh the wonders of floo powder.

Between that and the brooms, I'm starting to wonder how I ever managed before!

Well, consider it a date. *smiles slightly*

[bornto-kill.livejournal.com]

Yes *smile*

*hugs and kisses you*

Thank you.

[golden-bill.livejournal.com]

Weird isn't it?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles nose*

Yeah. It really is.

[golden-bill.livejournal.com]

*yawns and pulls his scrub cap off, obvious he hasn't slept in a while*

You probably don't remember me, do you?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

Course I do. I'd know that smile anywhere.

How're you, Bill?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

How much older? How much wiser?

[the-may-child.livejournal.com]

Eight years. And I'd like to think wise enough.