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Post by Tag Along on Sept 2, 2011 7:22:18 GMT -5
"Nothing really." Tag shrugged, the blush beginning to fade from her cheeks.
"And you? What else have you been doing besides making friends in the library." She asked with a smirk.
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Post by Zippy on Sept 2, 2011 16:57:42 GMT -5
"I've been wandering around my old neighborhood, actually. I've been selling there, trying to find anyone who might know where Eli is," Zippy shared, sighing."My brother, remember?"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 0:35:20 GMT -5
"Oh, yes, of course." She replied, biting her lip and furrowing her brow. "Any luck?"
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:21:36 GMT -5
"Nope, nobody's heard or seen him. I think he's gone for good," She sighed, shaking her head. "let's do something fun! Let's do something totally unlike us...wanna go to the races?"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 9:26:16 GMT -5
Not surprisingly, Tag had never even thought about going to the races. She didn't gamble, so the idea of going had never crossed her mind.
But, she did love horses.
"Yes, I would actually." She replied, a smile coming to her face.
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:31:28 GMT -5
Zippy raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding!" But she didn't protest and grabbed her bag. She had been dying to go to the races for a long time, just to see what they were like.
"Sheepshed, right? We should keep a lookout for Race"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 9:34:42 GMT -5
Tag took one last look in the mirror, though she was still quite unsatisfied with her hair. She sighed and figured there was nothing more she could do.
"I can't wait to see all the different kinds of horses." She said excitedly as they stepped outside.
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:38:26 GMT -5
Zippy hesitated, wanting to encourage Tag to come with her but also not sure if she really wanted to expose her friend to the abuse that comes to being a race horse.
"I bet they'll be beautiful!"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 9:41:49 GMT -5
"Did I ever tell you about Gypsy, my Arabian back in England?" She glanced at her friend as she realized there were still things Zippy didn't know about her.
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:43:58 GMT -5
Zippy nodded. "A little, but only in passing." She could totally see Tag having a horse, particularly one named Gypsy.
"What color was she?"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 9:51:09 GMT -5
"The most stunning dark chesnut." Tag gushed, smiling widely. "And she had a white diamond on her forehead. Oh, she was an absolute beauty. Lovely to ride, as well."
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:52:58 GMT -5
Zippy watched Tag gloat about her horse. "Remind me again why your family moved here?"
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 9:58:01 GMT -5
Tag let out a long sigh.
"My father's job." She'd loved her father very much, but he was the kind of man who felt like he couldn't provide enough for his family, no matter how much money he made. So, when this better job came along in Manhattan, he took it.
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Post by Zippy on Sept 3, 2011 9:59:53 GMT -5
"But it sounds to me you were all living comfortably in England," Zippy pointed out, although she knew that wouldn't help the situation at all. the girl had a HORSE for goodness sakes!
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Post by Tag Along on Sept 3, 2011 10:04:10 GMT -5
"We did. My father was just never satisfied." She looked down at her feet as they walked, her hair falling down into her face.
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