Date: 2010-03-09 09:25 pm (UTC)
As opposed to Song drifting down the stairs, Amy nearly stumbled down them. She'd been awake for the last couple hours, but this was her first time downstairs. Thank goodness for Jalen looking after Eli, she was starving. She was also sore from sleeping in the rocking chair again. Rubbing her shoulder, she slipped into the kitchen, mind on breakfast. It wasn't the sight of James that greeted her first, it was the feeling. She stopped dead and groaned, then looked him over before turning to Song.

"I didn't do this."
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