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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 5, 2012 9:42:49 GMT -5
He set the wooden box down on the counter. "No one else would finance him. No one wanted to invest in anything as risky as an art gallery."
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 5, 2012 10:29:30 GMT -5
Her face fell. "But art brings so much happiness!" she said. 'How could someone not like art?' she thought to herself.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 5, 2012 12:01:54 GMT -5
"That it does," he agreed.
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 5, 2012 12:38:05 GMT -5
As she thought about it more, she had to admit it, "I guess that it does make sense; it's a small town; so there probably aren't many people interested in the art gallery." She looked curiously to the box once more.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 5, 2012 12:43:37 GMT -5
"So your father sold me a few things to raise some money," he said
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 5, 2012 12:56:06 GMT -5
She stepped a bit closer, placing her hands on the counter lightly. She looked curiously up at him, noticing how tall he was, compared to herself. "He did?" her curiosity peaked. 'What kind of things had he sold?' She thought.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 5, 2012 20:29:38 GMT -5
He opened the box, revealing an assortment of jewelry.
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 5, 2012 21:57:22 GMT -5
Her eyes widened in amazement. "These... were my father's?"
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 6, 2012 8:15:24 GMT -5
"I'd guess they were originally your grandmothers," he said
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 6, 2012 17:11:39 GMT -5
She looked at the jewelry quietly. "Thank you--for telling me this." She looked up at him gratefully. "What would I need to do in order to earn these back? I know I won't be able to pay for them with the salary I get..."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 6, 2012 20:36:46 GMT -5
"One thing on the house," he told her with a smile.
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 6, 2012 22:23:51 GMT -5
She looked down at the jewelry, and after a moment picked out a locket with a small moonstone at the center, with scrolling detailing around the stone, and on the edges of the pendant. In side it held two very old photographs of her grandparents. Flipping it over gently in her hand, she saw two engraved scrolling letters: M.W. Sure enough; her grandmother's initials. "I think I'll keep this one. Thank you again, Mr. Gold."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 6, 2012 23:01:07 GMT -5
He gave a nod. "As to the rest, well I'm sure you can manage to save up."
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Post by swanprincess on Jun 6, 2012 23:52:33 GMT -5
She nodded to him with a smile, "Yes, of course. Thank you--" she was interrupted then by the sound of the bell on the door, and heavy footsteps.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 7, 2012 8:20:07 GMT -5
Mr. Gold looked up.
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