A Meeting A Foster Base (//Doc and PLR ONLY)

[Doc Holliday]

Emiko saw and heard Ashlea enter, flashing a gentle smile. "I'm OK," she answered softly as she gave Gracy a hug. She pet her nose as she spoke to Ashlea,
"Daddy lets me ride her often. I can talk to her and I always feel better after," she explained. With a gentle pat, she put her hands behind her back and walked over to Ashlea. As she took a lap around her, studying her new friend, the twins were jumping in the hay in the loft above. To them, all was normal.
Emiko then stood before Ashlea.

Emiko was a virtual carbon copy of her late mother. At twelve, she was well into puberty and was quite wise for her age. Her hair was mid-back length and she wore a loose shirt and jeans. "Daddy is right about you," she explained, "he has told me much of you. He said that you are very pretty and kind." She paused a moment to yell up to the twins something in Kusari tongue after a loud crash was heard. For a moment, they stopped.
"They play constantly," she continued, "maybe it's just as well."

She then put her hands together in front of her and managed a weak smile, "He loves you....a lot. He DIDN'T have to tell me that. I know him better than anyone and it's written all over him."
She then looked to where the house was, "He lost his mother when he was fourteen. I think that is why he feels as he does." She motioned to herself and then the twins before placing her hands back together in front of her, "He still misses his mother and now we are going through it. He empathizes."

"Please, tell me, do you love him as he does you?" she asked, "and what does it feel like for I don't yet know that feeling."

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