[ Turning to watch him walk over, Lana's nose crinkles in quiet amusement as she watches their interaction, hands linked behind her back. She wonders if Shadow will bark at Wesley the next time he visits, and tries not to get a ridiculous grin at the mental image.
She's surprised she's in such a good mood. After all, Thanksgiving memories past bring her such pause when she dwells too long, but she's making a point not to do that right now. ]
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She's surprised she's in such a good mood. After all, Thanksgiving memories past bring her such pause when she dwells too long, but she's making a point not to do that right now. ]
Small blessings, hm?
So, where are the dishes you want set out?