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Snow had settled contentedly on the Lansbury house, unprejudicely blanketing the roof and flowers alike.Long-time friends Brendan and Katherine are at Park Verde, the community park. But wait...what's this?"...because, well, I really like you, see, and...Katherine, I'd really like you to be my girlfriend...""Girlfriend? Well...yeah, I'd love to be your girlfriend, Brendan."The new couple was

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It was a night to celebrate. The twins had become children, and in honor of the occasion Destry and Naenae had come over, and Katherine Menon had brought the gang of neighborhood children to the Lansbury house. Michael was grilling burgers outside in the cool Fall air, wondering how his family had grown so quickly.The grown-ups got a chance to eat in the kitchen while the kids played in the

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The Lansburys, like most families, had settled into a sort of routine.Anna was setting Brendan's dinner down on his tray when Michael returned from work.They were fortunate enough to have jobs which allowed them to coordinate their schedules so one of them was always home with the kids."Hey darling," Michael smiled and kissed Anna. "How are my munchkins?""They were a handful today but they're

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Brendan sat at the kitchen table eating a leftover piece of cake from his birthday.This would have been a good part of his day, except that the twins were on the floor near him playing with Tibby.Ever since he started going to school Brendan noticed that he wasn't getting nearly as much attention as he used to. The twins were the center of everything, and he hated it. They were noisy and

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Michael breathed a sigh of relief as he set his keys down on the kitchen counter after work. The top of the law enforcement career was taxing, but he had been able to provide for his growing family and the financial security was worth the long hours.He crept up the stairs as quietly as possible to not wake the now very pregnant Anna.Brendan immediately lit up at the sight of his father and

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Many things grew that spring besides the flowers. Their house grew as they built an addition for the expected baby.Michael's salary grew as he achieved his dream of being a captain hero.Tibby grew.Anna's belly grew, and, along with it, her apprehension. As much as she and Michael were excited, she was equally anxious about motherhood.But when little Brendan Lansbury came into the world, all her

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Anna had been turning it over in her mind for months. She knew what she wanted, but she didn't want to scare Michael. Last time she had voiced her want Michael had married her right away. She knew he loved her, but she had often wondered since if he had only done it to appease her.She didn't want him to act under pressure again. Not this time. She wanted--needed--him to want this decision as much

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Michael and Anna pulled their resources together and put a down-payment on a small house in Arbor Greene. It was a modest start, but they were content.That was when their trouble started.Anna quickly took up a job as a teacher at the neighborhood school, but though he searched every morning, Michael could not find work.Anna pulled in enough money to cover their bills, but the couple was living

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Michael had officially graduated. His diploma was packed up along with his very few belongings.After packing, he headed down to the cafeteria to say goodbye to Blake.The old man surprised him by tearing up. "You---you don't know how much you've meant to me these four years." Blake coughed and pulled himself together a bit. "I've never had a son, but you've felt like one to me. You're the only one

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They were going out to celebrate the engagement. The new fiances along with Destry and Naenae were sitting around a table at The Hub, a club with a terrace restaurant."I can't believe you guys are engaged!" Naenae gushed. "I'm so happy for you both."It was a beautiful day outside, and Michael felt that nothing could ruin the bliss of celebrating his new engagement with his best friends.Destry

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Michael peered through the telescope at Aspirational Laboratories. True, it was daylight, but he was looking closely at cloud formations on the horizon. Okay, so maybe his mind wasn't totally on the cloud formations. In truth, he was trying to calm the flurry of thoughts which were persisting in his mind. His junior year at SSU was nearing an end and reality was setting in.He loved science.

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The telescope yielded familiarly to Michael's hands, swiveling and focusing with precision on the constellations of his choosing. The snow crunched under his feet with every shift in his weight. He enjoyed these moments, his eye to the telescope, scanning the twinkling sky. Grasshoppers provided the only sound.Taking some final notes, he headed into the dorms.He was spending more time at the

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During his sophomore year at Sim State University, Michael and Destry expanded their friendship to include a girl named Naenae. She worked for the college as a dorm coordinator, and she was on a routine visit to Pinenut Dorms when they first met her.She pulled out a hackisack and taught them how to play, and after awhile the three picked spots on the floor and talked for a few hours.She was very

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After cleaning up the dishes in the cafeteria, Michael and Blake, the elderly cook, sat on the tile floor conversing."My grades were good enough so they gave me more scholarship money to do with what I need to.""Good to hear," Blake grunted. "More kids should have your work ethic. You're the only one that I feel comfortable with taking my post around here.""I need the money," Michael shrugged. "

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My spastic mind needs something to keep it on track. I miss the Thatchers. I found the legacy, branching off style best for the way I play and the way my brain functions. So, I've decided to start a new "legacy", but without the rules or points. I'm starting off with the basic framework of a legacy and going from there. I will follow the branch-off families just like I did with the Thatchers, and

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Teja Jain (TAY-juh Jane) breathed in the cool air floating through her bedroom window. She had started unpacking ten minutes earlier. Definately time for a break, Teja decided. She was already cooking up plans for meeting people in this empty neighborhood. She had noticed three other houses as she and her sister drove in. Slim pickings, she thought, but there's always downtown.If it was up to

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"No, Kaya. No chewing the furniture. Bad girl."Harlow Nguyen attempted to scold his blue-eyed dog but broke down at her goofy grin."Alright, you win. As always." Harlow rubbed Kaya's stomach lovingly.Harlow had moved into a two story loft-style house in Avondale near the as-of-yet undeveloped business district.It suited him. He hoped to be near the hub of things once Avondale grew.His job was

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"Don't you want to eat something? All that unpacking must have you starving.""I guess." Chloe Hawthorne sat cooly on the bench in her kitchen, watching her mother prepare breakfast.A few minutes later Chloe strolled into the dining room with her croissant and jam.Kate looked at her daughter, hoping her next statement would go over well."So, since we moved, you know I'm going to have to get a new

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I'm back! Okay, I know I took a rather long hiatus, but my computer was taken down by viruses and I lost everything. No more Thatchers, no more Harts, no more Westfield. On top of that I've had an extremely busy schedule and haven't had the time to write or play at all.That beings said, Summer's here, and I'd like to start writing again! I'm really sad to have lost the Harts, I was really

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Hi guys!I had a bad case of Sim A.D.D. combined with the start of school. The result was going back to the Thatchers for a bit. This update will be a little out of the norm because I had deleted all the old Thatcher pictures and I started in the middle of Anna's round. Here's a quick summary of what went on:If you can remember, Anna had decided to take off her apron and go after a job, working

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Sorry to all my readers for my extended absence! I've had a very busy Summer and haven't had free time for quite a while. I'm not sure of when the next update will be, but I wanted to reassure everyone that I'm still alive. Thanks for sticking with me!

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Something about the heavy glass doors and steely flagpole made me queasy. School always made me feel nervous.Mom led me across the scuffed linoleum floors and into a door on the side labeled OFFICE. A pretty redhead behind the desk looked up from her work. "Ms. Hart?" she asked, eyebrow raised. At a smile and nod from my mother she asked us to take a seat."One moment please, I'll let Mr.

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Updates will be sparse if at all this Summer. I'm afraid I'm really busy. But don't worry! They'll begin again in August, with a new chapter. Sorry, and hope you'll all stick with me!

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When the sunlight hit my eyes the next morning I believed I was home. By home I mean my old bed in my old room in my old neighborhood. But when my fingertips traced the scratchy edge of my quilt I was forced to take in my surroundings.The cold water raining down from the showerhead did little to clear my mind. I just wanted to gather myself together and try and start over, but my thoughts kept

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I walked back into the house after I heard his front door shut. Following the sound of the Beach Boys I found Catherine dancing in the living room.Her little hips swung side to side and her feet tapped off the beat. Smiling, I joined in with the song and began to dance as well. "You'd see 'em wearin' their baggies! Huarachi sandals too!Catherine laughed, still swinging her arms and nodding along.

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