Dec 24, 2007 13:12
"Come on, Artoo," Luke muttered over his shoulder as he made his way slowly up the walk towards his father's house. "Let's get this over with so I'm not yelled at all the way to Connecticut. Hell of an impression that'd make on Jo."
He took a deep breath, held it, then knocked quickly on the door. "No one's home!" he said, beginning to walk away
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Not that Anakin would be able to tell. Luke's hands were gloved.
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The man had a strange way of showing love.
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Artoo rolled into the farthest corner of the room with a mournful little whine.
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