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Post by Raven on Feb 27, 2011 2:33:04 GMT -5
Kat's smile didn't fade. She glanced at the drawer under the stove where the pans went and decided it was best to not bend over to try to get one.
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Post by Dokeshi on Feb 27, 2011 2:35:31 GMT -5
He quickly got a pan out and smiled a bit," Well at least you're craving tacos...and not something strange." He laughed again, rubbing her belly a bit and put the pan on the stove.
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Post by Raven on Feb 27, 2011 2:38:31 GMT -5
"What, like..." Her forehead creased in thought. "I don't know what would constitute as strange." She giggled.
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Post by Dokeshi on Feb 27, 2011 2:40:31 GMT -5
"I don't know...like saltwater and dirt or something, you expect me to know what kind of things pregnant people crave?"
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Post by Raven on Feb 27, 2011 2:43:39 GMT -5
"I'm pretty sure there's never been a pregnant woman who craved dirt," Kat replied, laughing. "The cravings are influenced by the baby, just like emotions. I think it's that if the baby needs more of some vitamin, you crave things with that vitamin. I'm not sure, though."
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Post by Dokeshi on Feb 27, 2011 2:45:46 GMT -5
He shrugged," Like I said don't expect me to know." He laughed again ,"Just hand over your meat unless you want to cook."
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Post by Raven on Feb 27, 2011 2:52:09 GMT -5
Kat passed him the package. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked softly.
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Post by Dokeshi on Feb 27, 2011 2:53:09 GMT -5
He smiled and shook his head," Of course not"
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Post by Raven on Feb 27, 2011 2:54:54 GMT -5
Kat's smile touched her lips again and she wrapped her arms protectively around her belly.
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Post by Dokeshi on Feb 27, 2011 20:00:05 GMT -5
He smiled and starts to cook, closing his eyes a bit out of happiness.
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Post by Raven on Mar 20, 2011 13:03:17 GMT -5
Kat sat at the table and looked out the window, suddenly serious. It didn't last long. Soon, she bit her lip. She didn't know enough about this to know if it was the baby, or if she was just emotionally confused. Either way, the baby wasn't helping matters. Silent tears streaked down her face.
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