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A reluctant smile curled up a corner of Kara's mouth. 'Neat idea.' |
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'Why don't you go get the popcorn and our drinks? And maybe a couple of cushions to sit on.' |
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'Oh, this is really weird. You mean we're going to go ahead and have our party right here?' |
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'Might as well. We'll watch Tom instead of the television. We'll have a guardin' party.' |
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'Garden party, guarding party. Get it?' |
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Kara laughed softly and shook her head. 'I think you might be even weirder than my Dad.' Then she went to get the refreshments. |
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