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MH: Lukas Journal vol 2
Lukas' Journal vol 2
Well, the school year has started yet again. And yet again, Mr. Death has scheduled my classes quite inappropriately. Each year I request a solid Night Class, and each year he assures me that all the classes I require are taught at night, and yet each year he seems to forget and I am suck with a split schedule. Luckily, I am ahead in my credits, so there isn't much conflict with me dropping most of my daytime periods. Unfortunately, the only music class I am allowed to take this year is only available during the day. So I must resign to attending one class, spending two periods in the Library's Study Howl,
MH: Lukas Journal -1600-
Lukas' Journal 1600
Everything seems to be doing rather smoothly. School as been in full swing, classes are going well. I've switched a few classes around even, swapping my night classes for the day periods after the switch in quarters, so as to spend more time with Dexter and her our, other friends. I still maintain my closeness to Operetta, but even she has found other means to distract her from my absence. I think we are both really growing up of course being more in the day classes mean I run across her cousin from time to time now that is a fate I would much rather avoid
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Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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