Once upon a time, a girl and her mother became almost obsessed with paper dolls, and these are their attempts at taking those stories, and making sense out of them....
Monday, February 23, 2004
2399 August 6 Brian: I was comfortable and ready to watch the concert of a lifetime. The kids were in bed, Row had come over with Christina; also in bed, and we were ready. Then in the middle of the show, first Breeze, and then everyone was being shot down as we watched, Sheri screamed; we had just watched her parents killed. We checked on the kids, and I kissed my wife, and my best friend, for what may have been the last time, they left to go help, doctors would be needed.
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