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[dcathsxkiss]

timestamp:  oo2 homelife who: open

Elijah noticed just a second too late. It was almost as if everything had happened in hyper speed. One moment, Noah was walking calmly by his side, the next his hand was pulling something out of someone’s pocket. “Noah,” Elijah scolded, grabbing hold of the three year old’s tiny hand. “Sorry,” he apologized. “Apparently I’m raising a pickpocket.” 

[dcathsxkiss]

timestamp:  oo1 workplace who: open

Bee keeping and honey vending were all new to Annabel. She’d been at it for a few years now, but still, there was so much to the craft that she had to learn. It gave her something to do, though. Something that wasn’t worrying about a failing church or caring for a husband who was only half alive. This gave her something to concentrate on, something to occupy her mind and her hands... and selling gave her a reason to remain connected to the people in town. Recently, she’d been experimenting with different flavor combinations. “I’ve still got all the classic flavors,” she explained. Blueberry, Blackberry, Orange Blossom, and Coffee all tended to do well. “I’ve also added a few new ones -- buckwheat, sage, and alfalfa. What can I do you for?”