Re: [PTL Game] Marrissa, Sam: Home

[m_morgan]

"All right then dislike," Sam acquiesced.  "There was nothing close to like
or friendship though, at least not that I could see.  So, don't go counting
on us becoming good buddies anytime soon."  She finished her own drink and
stood up to stretch.  "Why don't we just hire someone to go clean the place
out," she suggested, "or better yet, just leave it to the squirrels, if
they'll have it."


She should, Marrissa thought, frowning slightly "I don't know... I want to
see what's there.  I'm.... curious to know if there's something there that
would explain why Mom refused to have anything to do with her for so long,
you know?"

"And," she added wryly "You were after someone she obviously cared enough
about to guard.  Do you think I'm friendly with people I think are jerks
when they pursue you?  Just a thought."