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Park, Thursday Morning

With graduation this weekend, the school expected most of the graduation guests to begin arriving today. So, to make sure they felt welcomed, the student council had set up a small gathering in the park where the guests could arrive, mingle and relax before heading off with their guests and friends.

There were finger foods on a long table and nametags on the table beside it. Chairs were set out for people to sit and talk if they so wanted.

It was time to get graduation weekend rolling!

[This is just a tiny mingling posts for all grad guests, alums, expats, students, teachers and townies to meet up and talk a little. There's going to be a garage sale later and we encourage you all to go to that as well!]

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There was a long pause, filled with Adah staring at the Eel with her wide, unreadable eyes.

"I missed reanimated corpses?" she finally asked, an undercurrent of disappointment swimming below the drawl.

"You did, honey," Lee said, looking as sad as he could make himself look. "And I didn't think to take pictures. They were mean frakkers too."

"Pictures wouldn't do much good, anyway," Adah said, with a small sigh. "If you'd have gotten anything for me, I'd have wanted a specimen."

"I was too busy running away," he said and laughed. "They were not nice zombies like in Caritas. They wanted to eat people. And that would just put a damper on things."

"Maybe I could convince one of the Caritas zombies to contribute something, then. Reanimated tissue would give me something to do over the summer. A nice pet project."

"You planning on hitting the bar while you're here?" he asked, amused. "Getting yourself all drunk and cozy with the zombies?"

"If that's what it takes to secure a sample of reanimated tissue," Adah said, "it might be worth it. I had intended to spend some time with my boyfriend, but if he's too busy with graduating, I might have to find alternate methods of spending my time."

"Your boyfriend won't be too busy with anything and he wants to spend time with you too," Lee said, nodding. "So much so that he'd probably be easily talked into getting the sample from the zombie himself."

"But the time you spend trying to get a sample could be time spent with me," Adah pointed out. "Unless we were to go together, and now that I think about it, that might be something to save until after I've had the chance to meet your father."

"Oh, you still wanna do that, huh?" he asked, mostly kidding. "I thought maybe you'd forget."

"I don't have to, you know," Adah said, lifting an eyebrow.

"I was kidding," he said and shook his head. "He's here and he's already asked about you. Or asked about meeting certain people and the only people I talk about are you and Toby and Warren. I want you to meet him even if it makes me nervous."

"Makes you nervous?" Adah asked, snorting slightly.

"I didn't think you were afraid of anything," he replied, half smiling. "Or, at least, you never let it show."

"Being nervous is not the same as being afraid," Adah pointed out. "I told you, I'm used to fathers not liking me. Doesn't stop even my brain from releasing endorphins to make the situation both psychically and mentally exhausted."

She paused, slightly, looking at him with a faint grin. "But at least you set the bar nice and low for these things."

"Yeah, he'll probably ask if I met any of your family," he said and cleared his throat. "Feel free to lie."

That was mostly a joke too.

"You've got your choice of when to meet him. Before graduation or after graduation. He's planning on being around all weekend. Toby wants to meet him too."

"Oh, have him meet Toby first," Adah decided. "Then I won't even have to try to impressive him."

Not that she--

Dog, who was she kidding? She felt a twitch in the fingers of her right hand again, her other fingers drifting over to lightly rub the nearly invisible red dot over her vein. She was used to fathers not liking her; it was the type of thing that, conversely to her use of it, meant maybe it'd be nice to have that change.

"And it's a pity you didn't invite Orleanna, too. Then I'm sure we could have all sat down to a nice little family lunch."

Nice little family lunch said with the sort of acidity reserved for root canals and having your limbs torn off or, to be topical about the whole thing, eaten alive by swarms of fireants.

"Would she have even shown up?" Lee asked. "Or would she have definitely shown up just so she could glare at me?"

"She'd have shown up if I asked her to," Adah said, plaintively shrugging a shoulder. "Glaring opportunities aside."

"One parent is enough for me," Lee decided. "You're lucky my mother didn't come even if all she did was drink and argue with my father."

"At least that'd give us plenty of time to ourselves..."

"True but we have that now," Lee pointed out, sneaking a look around. "Let's not talk about my dad for a little while?"

"I like that idea," Adah said, finding herself smiling a little despite herself. "Any plans for the rest of the day?"

"Nothing sold, no." He shook his head. "You?"

Adah lightly shook her head. "Nothing. Especially if it means not moving around a lot."

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