Bart squeezed Cissie's hand back a little desperately, breathing out a laugh. "Yeah... Shannon used to say that they were all mine, since no one as crazy and hyper could come from her at all." He smiled wistfully, staring down at one of the last pictures, of the boys and their prom dates posing in front of the house. "Sometimes it all feels like a dream," he confessed hollowly. "I wake up and I can't remember what reality I'm in."
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Date: 2008-10-20 12:02 am (UTC)