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Post by Keira on Dec 3, 2009 5:09:00 GMT -5
Keira started to rub harder at the glass, her grip on it making it hard not to break under the anger she was withholding, when a sound of breaking glass from upstairs stopped her from cleaning the glass at her fingers. “Lydia! You didn’t break another glass did you?” Keira yelled out, hoping that she didn’t, because that would be another thing taken off her wage. A stifled cry came from upstairs and a crash of something falling over, came not long after it.
Keira placed the glass on the bar sill, and ran up the stairs to where her sister would be stacking the plates and glasses. To Keira horror, the glass cabinet had fallen over her sisters leg, and little Lydia was crying as she tried to push it off her foot. Keira ran over to her little sister, and pushed with all her might to get that cabinet off Lydia.
It took only two tries, before Keira was able to push the cabinet off her sister who was balling her eyes out and screaming for their mother. “Lydia, she isn’t coming back till the morning,” Keira said to her, as she picked her up and carried her back down the staircase. Lydia didn’t complain as Keira bandaged her bleeding leg, and gave her a orange juice and sat her to the side of the bar. Keira started to clean the glass again, while watching Lydia out of the corner of her eye.
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Post by Ann on Dec 4, 2009 21:38:57 GMT -5
Ann came into the bar. She loved coming to one. After a hard day's of work, she should come to the bar and relax. Letting the alcohol she drinks take away the pain that was aching in her arms, caring for the animals and all.
She took a seat at the bar. [navy]Hello, can I have an Apple Cocktail please?[/navy] She said to the bartender. Ann sighed as she was thinking about what all was happening today. One of the chickens got out and she had to chase it around the farm, and then the cows were not producing any good milk, just decent. So she rubbed her eyes and looked at the bartender and smiled.
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