Quote: "What?" Kaliska cocked her head in confusion. "Awh, don't beat yourself up over it. I..... used to do it all the time. Always had to keep a window open." he blushed brightly, rubbing his face. Braxton put his hands up. "Okay..." he said, chucking another log over his shoulder.
Myrna laughed. "Can I please tell her?"
"It's so embarrassing." He moaned.
"What not like she's going to loose interest in you.. you are already married."
Brenk turned a darker shade.
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"Oh." Myrna smirked (only slightly eyes). "Well, maybe I don't feel so bad then.... um would you like something to drink?"
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Ferris stood there for a moment blinking then finally settled, once he realized Braxton wasn't going to attack him. He sighed then angrily grabbed another log. "It was my fathers way to mark his son, in front of his mother." He threw the log onto the stack. Kaliska chuckled, "Aw, c'mon, tell me." She urged, smiling. "Oh, uh, yeah, that would be nice." Barrett said nodding. Braxton looked at Ferris, his face plastered with disgust. But the expression wasn't aimed at the young stallion, it was aimed at what he said.
Brenk slid his hands down his face. "I went to dance with Myrna and grabbed her from behind, goofing off. Swung her around and started dancing. When I looked down.. it wasn't Myrna."
The cousins busted up laughing.
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She took him to her kitchen. "I have a few nectars, fruit juice, milk, or water?" She offered opening her fridge.
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Ferris grabbed another log and seemed to be slightly escalating in his anger. He did not like being reminded of his father. He grabbed two logs this time and tossed them on the stack.