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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 75,744
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 75,744
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..but just as she was about to step through the door, which she realised couldn’t have been there very long because she wasn’t old enough to have lived there 30 years..possibly 15 at the most...she heard a panicked cry from behind her....she realised it was her youngest son Shaun..who was furiously trying to tell her something...
..after she had slapped him around a bit to calm him down he told her that his eldest brother Locke had got LOST..he was still obviously upset and frightened so it was hard to understand what he was trying to say, but then, it always was with him, he talked such nonsense anyway...he was babbling on about a plane crash, an island with some numbers..none of it made any sense..just as she was about to slap him again, she became aware if a presence behind her...she slowly turns around to find a huge....
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