WOT: Vacation III

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It was a long way down into nothing.

Sal peered over the edge of the island-like thing that she and her family were on.  Kurt and the kids were doing their thing in the background (in all honesty, she didn't know what they were doing), but she was preoccupied with observing the dizzying drop.

Her hands clutched the tree root tightly as she leaned over even more.  It was breathtaking, the light that came from seemingly nowhere was everywhere all at once, as though the entire world was lit by something beyond it.  Her heart hammered in her chest as she settled back under the shade of the tree, hand resting gently on her stomach.  She felt a vague twittering there, as though the little one inside was asserting her presence.

All in all, things were getting better.  She watched the castle recede as the island moved, and sighed, at peace with everything.

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"They calls 'er Nikky." He cautiously poked a finger at the flower. "When they ain't callin' 'er 'hey, you'."

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"So it's okay fer ye t' tell me that Celeste is gonna marry Bennie and Billy's kid, and have five of her own kids, but ye can't tell me how many brothers and sisters you got."

She grinned. He was definitely her son.

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"Yup." He grinned and looked at her, trying for (and succeeding... it was pure Kurt) cute. "Kin tell ye I's the baby 'o the family, though."

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She took a swat at the back of his head. It might be cute but she had the measure of that look.

And considering who his father was... well, he deserved it.

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He ducked agiley and chuckled. "Hey, now! Ye tryin' ta punt me inta space, b'y?"

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"Fer that attitude, maybe."