Primrose stamped her foot, making her frilly skirt rustle. "YES, Mr. Elrond, I can!"
Sam rolled his eyes. "Tiny Rose..."
Tennyson came down next to Primrose, looking a little shy.
Sam laughed, steadying himself after Frodo's greeting. "It's so good to see you again, sir. He nodded to the newcomer. "Cromthal, hello. "
"Whirr..." came the noise from Tennyson's keyboard.
"See, I told you it was going to be okay." Primrose whispered close to his hearing aid.
Stacey looked down at Primrose and hoped so. [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img]
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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