Jack o' the Green (
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Jack sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace, singing to his daughter in a language long gone. The words would seem familiar, though: all lullabies, are their core, are about the same thing.
Love you, precious child. Love you.
Love you, precious child. Love you.
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And then beeeeeeeeeams.
"I'd love to."
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"Thank you! A lot. And Yes, thank you. I wanted you to do it, After seeing your wedding, it was... yes. Hopefully it will be outside. We have a few friends who will try to ensure a clear sky that day and we can gather everyone in a clar space and the grounds will look lovely and-"
Yes, he is babbling a little.
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"We figure on a afternoon wedding and evening reception. Out by the lake. That is where we went on our first date."
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"It sounds lovely. Hopefully, within a couple of days, Catherine, you, and I can sit down and work it all out as far as details go. Will you be around?"
He smiles, a little more calm now.
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Then he blinks and facepalms.
"Oh, you mesant to talk about it... and yes, she is welcome there too."
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"And ight noew, my brain is tied into work and this nd so isnt working as fast as it should. Thank you, again."
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"And you as well."
And he heads off to the Infirmary, bouncing even more.