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  <title>Jo March</title>
  <subtitle>Jo March</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Jo March</name>
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  <updated>2006-05-05T19:15:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:2576</id>
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    <title>Open post....</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T19:15:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T19:15:44Z</updated>
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    <category term="writing"/>
    <lj:music>'Barcelona' - Rufus Wainwright</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Jo has, apparently, adopted the attic of the DF Mansion as her writing spot, and is comfortably ensconced at a desk near a window.  She is writing, of course, and taking the odd bite of an apple.  She can, of course, be bothered by anyone who wishes to speak to her.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:2524</id>
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    <title>If I change, we'll go to Paris?</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T16:06:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T16:29:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Teddy?  *smiles* Let's go to Paris, shall we?  *has her bag packed already!*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:2157</id>
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    <title>Better late than never</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T10:00:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T10:01:17Z</updated>
    <category term="teddy"/>
    <category term="christmas presents"/>
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    <content type="html">Christmas presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like them, dears. *Typist would like to add Jo made them herself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/Angelofmusic2008/knit_mittens_thumbnail.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/Angelofmusic2008/CheckRedScarf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:1829</id>
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    <title>. . .</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T21:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T21:15:37Z</updated>
    <category term="teddy"/>
    <category term="beth"/>
    <lj:music>'The Weekly Volcano Press' - Little Women</lj:music>
    <content type="html">-- Beth, dear?  Er.  *blushes* I've &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/df_loggage/112444.html#cutid1"&gt;something&lt;/a&gt; to tell you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:1636</id>
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    <title>josephmarch @ 2005-12-05T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T06:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T07:17:07Z</updated>
    <category term="teddy"/>
    <category term="kitten!"/>
    <lj:music>'Vivez' - Scarlet Pimpernel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Armand gave me a &lt;a href="http://www.thecatgallery.com/images/orange_tabby_kitten-2.JPG"&gt;kitten&lt;/a&gt;.  His name is Aristotle, courtesy of Teddy.  Isn't he adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks as if she is about to blurt something else out, but then doesn't*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:1512</id>
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    <title>josephmarch @ 2005-12-01T14:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T22:18:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T22:18:09Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <lj:music>'Seasons of Love' - RENT</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If I'm going to be here, I suppose I might as well use this thing, once in a while.  So hello there, whoever reads this.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:1133</id>
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    <title>josephmarch @ 2005-04-28T23:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T06:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T06:11:53Z</updated>
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    <category term="squee"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/l_laurence/271.html"&gt; *flails*  Look!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beams, speechless*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:915</id>
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    <title>Confused</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T07:09:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T07:09:59Z</updated>
    <category term="teddy"/>
    <category term="amy"/>
    <lj:music>'Lady Come Down'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *waves*&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Hullo.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *stays across the room from Jo*&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *does as well*&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *glowers*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards:&amp;nbsp; Hello, you two.&amp;nbsp; Now, what's this I hear about ... tackling?&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: HA! You can't stay across the room from yourself!&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *runs over to Laurie* She was chasing me and being mean.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: Do make some form of sense, Amy.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: A grammatical error on your part -- you always made fun of my way of speaking.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *rolls eyes* Whatever.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *blinks*&amp;nbsp; Sibling rivalry again?&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: ....*sighs* No, Laurie.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *frowns wryly* Yes.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *is adorably clueless*&amp;nbsp; Oh.&amp;nbsp; Well, what started it?&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *awww's inwardly* *blushes* Erm.&amp;nbsp; You, actually.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *blinks* Er. Well. You.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *doesn't completely melt no really honest*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: .... Me?&amp;nbsp; How did I start the fight?&amp;nbsp; *bewilderment*&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Oh, no, it's not your fault, Jo's just being stupid.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *cough* *blushes liek whoa, seriously now* Erm. I..you..OhGod. *BBRs*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: Well, then what's the problem?&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Jo thinks you're her, er, suitor. But you're not.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *hides behind Laurie*&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *glowers while blushing* Watch yourself, Amy.&amp;nbsp; *turns to Laurie* Erm.&amp;nbsp; Idohavefeelingsforyou.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: Well, I believe you already know my er .. feelings for you.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: ...*gulps* ...Care to..er..refresh my memory?&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *flails*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: Well ... you know that I ... love you, don't you Jo?&amp;nbsp; *glances over at Amy's flailing, though*&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *blinks and goes still* . . . Oh.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *flails inwardly* You..you do? *nearly a squeak* Really, Laurie?&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: Truly.&amp;nbsp; But ... *pauses and looks over at Amy*&amp;nbsp; ever since you ... denied your feelings in return, I have been ... attempting to suppress my own.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *squeaks* I...I was stupid, as usual, Laurie.&amp;nbsp; I didn't mean it, really I didn't!&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *looks vaguely hopeful*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: I ... rather hoped that you didn't.&amp;nbsp; However, you know how sometimes you can convince yourself of certain ... feelings.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *shakes head* I..Laurie, I do love you....I really don't know what I was thinking.. *is adorably flustered and pink*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: I know that you do.&amp;nbsp; It was rather evident the second time that I met you.&amp;nbsp; However .. *yet -another- glance at Amy*&amp;nbsp; ... *rushed*&amp;nbsp; I think I may have feelings for you sister, too.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *so embarrassed*&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *perks up considerably*&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *face falls* .....Oh.&amp;nbsp; Well, then.&amp;nbsp; I'll just...leave you to it, shall I?&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: You forget that I said the word "too".&amp;nbsp; ... I ..&amp;nbsp; *frustrated*&amp;nbsp; This is rather ungentlemanly of me.&amp;nbsp; I apologize to you both.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *trying to give a little smile* Well, you can't really help it now, can you, dear? It's -- it's one of those things you can't really control --&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *sighs* And here I go acting like the rash idiot, again.&amp;nbsp; You've no need to apologise, Laurie, really..&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: I ... just.&amp;nbsp; You both are charming young ladies in different ways, and ... Yes, I can't exactly help it.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *sighs again and pounds the wall with a fist* Laurie, I'm sorry.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't have told you...I've made a mess of things.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Ah. I -- I suppose we must simply wait for you to choose.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *to Jo* No, no - it's not your fault at all.&amp;nbsp; *pales a little*&amp;nbsp; Choose?&amp;nbsp; Ah .. *sighs*&amp;nbsp; I suppose I will have to at some point.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Well, I don't think it's a requirement, but a little certainty would be nice.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *leans against the wall, still rather red* For once, I agree with Amy.&amp;nbsp; But do take your time.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Yes, we wouldn't want to rush you.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *nods and turns to Amy*&amp;nbsp; And ... what about you?&amp;nbsp; How are your feelings towards me?&amp;nbsp; ... This must seem too forward, but I must know before making a decision...&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *blushes deeply* Oh! Well. *blinks, glances at Jo, lowering her voice nearly to a whisper* I love you.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *stares at the wall, pretending to ignore that*&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *turns slightly pink, too*&amp;nbsp; Oh.&amp;nbsp; Well, alright then.&amp;nbsp; I- I .. certainly need plenty of time to think about this.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *coolly* I concur, Teddy.&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: Ah. Yes. Of course.&lt;br&gt;SaunterDownwards: *a slightly sad look towards Jo, at the cool manner*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you ladies will ... excuse me, then?&lt;br&gt;RomanBeauty1868: *quietly* Yes, of course. Good night.&lt;br&gt;J0M4I2CH: *nods*&amp;nbsp; Good night, Amy.&amp;nbsp; Good night, Teddy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Um.&amp;nbsp; Well. That was interesting, shall we say.&amp;nbsp; Yes. Interesting would be a good word for it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Amy, I'm sorry.&amp;nbsp; Forgive me?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:josephmarch:402</id>
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    <title>josephmarch @ 2005-04-26T12:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-26T19:42:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-26T19:42:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;[03:05] Laurie: *wanders in*&lt;br&gt;[03:06] Jo-March: *looks up from writing* *squeaks* Laurie!!&lt;br&gt;[03:07] Laurie: *grins broadly*&amp;nbsp; Jo!&amp;nbsp; There you are!&lt;br&gt;[03:07] Jo-March: *tacklehugs* Hello!&lt;br&gt;[03:08] Laurie: *hugs back*&amp;nbsp; How have you been since I've last seen you?&amp;nbsp; How are your sisters?&lt;br&gt;[03:09] Jo-March: *grins* Wasting away from lack of Laurie, of course.&amp;nbsp; They're fine, as usual.&lt;br&gt;[03:13] Laurie: *laughs*&amp;nbsp; I've missed you too.&amp;nbsp; *peers at her writing*&amp;nbsp; And I see that you're up to your usual activities?&lt;br&gt;[03:14] Jo-March: *grins* Of course I am, would I be doing anything different?&lt;br&gt;[03:17] Laurie: *fondly*&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't expect anything less.&amp;nbsp; *sits down across from here, and takes up a cookie from the endless plate*&amp;nbsp; What kind of story are you writing?&amp;nbsp; Drama?&amp;nbsp; Romance?&amp;nbsp; Comedy?&lt;br&gt;[03:18] Jo-March: *blushes* Adventure, actually.&amp;nbsp; Would you like to read?&lt;br&gt;[03:21] Laurie: *curiously*&amp;nbsp; Adventure, now?&amp;nbsp; You haven't written one of those yet.&amp;nbsp; I'd love to read it, of course, except ... are you sure you would want someone to read an unfinished manuscript?&lt;br&gt;[03:23] Jo-March: *blushes more*&amp;nbsp; If it's you, I don't mind. *pushes it over*&lt;br&gt;[03:24] *** Bahorel has left #desperatefans.&lt;br&gt;[03:26] Laurie: I'm sure it's wonderful, as always.&amp;nbsp; *takes it up and begins to read it*&lt;br&gt;[03:26] Jo-March: *watches somewhat nervously, but grabs a cookie to hide it* *still has smudges of ink on her face*&lt;br&gt;[03:29] Laurie: *turns a few pages, the smile on his face on his face getting wider as he reads*&lt;br&gt;[03:30] Jo-March: *blushes liek whoa*&lt;br&gt;[03:33] Laurie: *finally finishes it, and sets it down, sliding it back to Jo*&amp;nbsp; That... *dramatic pause* ... was incredible, Jo.&amp;nbsp; You've really outdone yourself, this time.&lt;br&gt;[03:34] Jo-March: *BBRs*&amp;nbsp; Thank you..*grins* I still need to change some parts, though.&lt;br&gt;[03:36] Laurie: *grins back*&amp;nbsp; Of course.&amp;nbsp; You're making so much progress, though.&amp;nbsp; I can tell it.&lt;br&gt;[03:37] Jo-March: *seriously, her face is going to explode soon* Thanks.&lt;br&gt;[03:39] Laurie: *leans back a little in his seat*&amp;nbsp; How has working with your aunt been, lately?&lt;br&gt;[03:40] Jo-March: *makes a face* Lovely, as usual.&amp;nbsp; *shakes head*&amp;nbsp; At least I can get out of the house, though, hmm?&lt;br&gt;[03:43] Laurie: *sighs*&amp;nbsp; Thought as much.&amp;nbsp; It's always nice to get out.&amp;nbsp; Grandfather's been a bit more strict lately, which is always a bother.&lt;br&gt;[03:45] Jo-March: *grabs hand* I'm sorry, Laurie. *grins* Perhaps I can get some time off, and things'll be as they used to!&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't that be lovely?&lt;br&gt;[03:49] Laurie: *smiles*&amp;nbsp; That would be wonderful.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had a decent outing with you in -ages-.&amp;nbsp; *and so totally doesn't even mention any of her sisters*&lt;br&gt;[03:51] Jo-March: *laughs* Lovely, then!&amp;nbsp; I'll ask Aunt next time I see her.&amp;nbsp; *smiles back, and sototallydoesn'tnoticethis,ofcoursenot*&lt;br&gt;[03:57] Laurie:&amp;nbsp; *grins*&amp;nbsp; Sounds like a plan, then.&lt;br&gt;[03:59] Jo-March: *beams* Wonderful.&amp;nbsp; *looks down at his hand, which she's still holding* ... *doesn't let go*&lt;br&gt;[04:05] Laurie: *blushes, just a little, but hey, they're friends so it's ok, right?* *doesn't withdraw hand either though*&amp;nbsp; ... Acted out any more plays lately?&lt;br&gt;[04:07] Jo-March: *is also a very little bit red* ...*laughs*&amp;nbsp; Not lately, we've all been busy.&amp;nbsp; I do hope we shall soon, though. *still has ink on her face*&lt;br&gt;[04:10] Laurie: That's a shame.&amp;nbsp; I really liked all of your productions.&amp;nbsp; *peers at her and laughs*&amp;nbsp; You always manage to get ink all over your face, do you realize that?&amp;nbsp; Writers.&amp;nbsp; *shakes his head fondly, and uses his free hand to take out a handkercheif and rub at a spot on her chin*&lt;br&gt;[04:12] Jo-March: *smiles embarrassedly* You should help us, otherwise I have to be all the male roles.&amp;nbsp; *blushes a bit more* It's not as though I can -help- it, I don't notice.&lt;br&gt;[04:19] Laurie: I'm not much for acting.&amp;nbsp; And you do a wonderful job with the male roles.&amp;nbsp; And female roles too, of course.&amp;nbsp; *puts his handkerchief away again*&amp;nbsp; Of course you don't.&amp;nbsp; That's the sign of a true writer.&lt;br&gt;[04:22] Jo-March: *giggles* I'm sure you'd do a lovely job, Laurie.&amp;nbsp; Like..as..Hamlet, perhaps.&amp;nbsp; Or even Romeo. *blush is slowly growing brighter*&amp;nbsp; Though I daresay Meg or Amy would be your Juliet.&lt;br&gt;[04:27] Laurie: *grins*&amp;nbsp; Do you think so?&amp;nbsp; Well, between the two of us, Amy isn't much of an actor, like you are.&amp;nbsp; And frankly, Meg sometimes scares me. &lt;br&gt;[04:29] Jo-March: *smiles* Yes, I do think so.&amp;nbsp; *pauses a moment, considering*&amp;nbsp; Beth wouldn't want a leading role....*laughs* So I suppose that leaves me, doesn't it?&lt;br&gt;[04:31] Laurie: *smiles, catching her glance a little longer than intended, and then looking away*&amp;nbsp; I suppose it does.&amp;nbsp; ... I'm sure you'd be brilliant at it.&lt;br&gt;[04:35] Jo-March: *grins and looks down at her manuscript, still quite pink*&amp;nbsp; Well, I see we'll just have to do 'Romeo and Juliet' next, to find out, won't we?&lt;br&gt;[04:38] Laurie: I suppose that after this long discussion, we'll have to.&amp;nbsp; ... *makes a face and laughs good naturedly*&amp;nbsp; See what you've done?&amp;nbsp; Now you've made me promise to take part in your next play.&lt;br&gt;[04:40] Jo-March: *sticks out tongue* You would have agreed anyways, had Beth begged you. *giggles*&amp;nbsp; Indeed we will.&amp;nbsp; *considers* Shall I be Mercutio, as well?&amp;nbsp; That'd be fun.&lt;br&gt;[04:47] Laurie: Well ... of course.&amp;nbsp; How can anyone refuse something that Beth asks?&amp;nbsp; *thinks*&amp;nbsp; I think that you would make a fine Mercutio.&amp;nbsp; Dramatic dying scenes seem to be your forte.&amp;nbsp; *grins*&lt;br&gt;[04:48] Jo-March: *laughs* But of course. *dramatic bow*&amp;nbsp; And I'll get two, even!&amp;nbsp; *still hasn't let go of hand*&amp;nbsp; And you shall avenge my death, shall you not, dear Romeo?&lt;br&gt;[04:56] Laurie: *mischievous smile*&amp;nbsp; Let us hope that your hair will not fall out of your cap during the death scene, this time.&amp;nbsp; Beth told me about that one time it did.&amp;nbsp; *in an overly dramatic fashion*&amp;nbsp; Of course my lady Juliet, I will revenge thee.&amp;nbsp; ... It seems odd to be quoting these lines with the actual characters present here.&lt;br&gt;[04:58] Jo-March: *smacks lightly* We can only hope, then.&amp;nbsp; *pauses and giggles* It does, indeed.&amp;nbsp; Though I hear a few of the French fellows put on a production of Hamlet with the Prince himself.&amp;nbsp; -That- must have been amusing.&lt;br&gt;[05:00] Laurie: With the Prince himself?&amp;nbsp; Should I assume that he played ... himself, or did he play another role?&amp;nbsp; I would certainly give anything to see that.&lt;br&gt;[05:02] Jo-March: *tilts head*&amp;nbsp; I think he played Laertes in the final scene, with the duel and everything.&amp;nbsp; Apparently one of the fellows whom I share a typist with was Horatio.&amp;nbsp; *laughs* I do wonder how Hamlet felt about that, though...&lt;br&gt;[05:05] Laurie: *blinks a little*&amp;nbsp; He was Laertes?&amp;nbsp; *laughs*&amp;nbsp; That must have been awkward to play.&amp;nbsp; *finally slips his hand out of hers', but not without gently squeezing her hand first*&amp;nbsp; I'm terribly sorry Jo, but my typist must be off to bed.&amp;nbsp; I -do- hope you'll forgive me for leaving you so soon after we've met up again?&lt;br&gt;[05:08] Jo-March: *smiles* Indeed. *squeezes back, a bit shyly*&amp;nbsp; Quite alright, Laurie.&amp;nbsp; Of course I'll forgive you, but only if you promise to speak to me again quite soon. *grins*&amp;nbsp; My typist should be off to bed, too.&lt;br&gt;[05:11] Laurie: *grins*&amp;nbsp; Of course I'll speak to you soon, you silly girl.&amp;nbsp; You know that I couldn't bear to be away for a long time.&amp;nbsp; *stands up, giving her one more slightly shy glance*&amp;nbsp; I will see you later, Jo.&lt;br&gt;[05:13] Jo-March: *pouts playfully*&amp;nbsp; I do hope I'm not silly, Laurie.&amp;nbsp; *takes a deep breath, then stands on tiptoe and kisses on the cheek*&amp;nbsp; I should hope you couldn't stand to leave. *pauses, for a moment* See you, then...&lt;br&gt;[05:15] Laurie: *cheeks flush very faintly*&amp;nbsp; Of course you're not silly.&amp;nbsp; Well, goodbye for the moment then.&amp;nbsp; Parting is such sweet sorrow ... Or something like that.&amp;nbsp; *smiles at her one last time, and then leaves*&lt;br&gt;[05:17] Jo-March: *blushesliekwhoa*&amp;nbsp; Goodbye, then.&amp;nbsp; *waves and watches him go, smiling*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.....I cannot believe I did that.&amp;nbsp; *still bright red* Oh dear, I hope he doesn't think I'm a silly flirt like Amy....I don't want him to think that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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