Monday, 11 July 2011

Journal: YC113.07.11

"Oh, for Fortune's sake. Shave a clone, if it's a real problem. No-one has any experience with two-year olds until they have one, Verin. Your sister is probably feeling exactly the same way you are now, except every single day. I'll even lend you a nanny."

Cia has never told me off before.

I'm proud of her.

Save. End.

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