Malcolm Beauregard Reynolds (
badinlatin
) wrote
2005-12-02 04:19 am (UTC)
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Running a fist across his chin, scratching his neck, Mal shrugs.
"Honest, I don't know. I know she liked ya when we were there last." A small blink of amusement. "She'd be wantin' to hear that I'm tyin' myself to someone."
She wants grandkids. No ruttin' way.
for awhile?
...
"I can't call 'er."
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"Honest, I don't know. I know she liked ya when we were there last." A small blink of amusement. "She'd be wantin' to hear that I'm tyin' myself to someone."
She wants grandkids. No ruttin' way.
for awhile?
...
"I can't call 'er."