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I grabbed a knife, and stuck it into the top of my pumpkin.

“Like this?”

I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

“Well, almost. Like this.”

He closed his hand over mine, and showed me how to get started.

“Okay?” he asked in a low voice just over my shoulder. I turned to look at him, enjoying the light in his eye that I saw so rarely and how damn cute he was right now. Not that I’d ever tell him that; he’d probably be horrified to be “cute.” Still, nothing was stopping me from thinking it.


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12.08.06 12:43 <-A-K-> 'olen eksysissä en tiedä missä ja on aika tylsää ja joku äijä tossa nylsää ja taidan mennä nukkuun ennen kun lapsi hukkuu' Mitä pidät,rehellinen mielipide?:DD


A-K. Se oli tosi kaunista.












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