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		<title>Chapter Eighteen &#8211; Smoke And Mirrors</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 10:58:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Generation 01 - Jack]]></category>

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Under interrogation.

Placed in a cold sterile room I sit opposite Detective Cosimo with a uniformed officer in attendance. Detective Cosimo wastes no time in getting to the point. He asks me what I know about Nick Alto. So that’s what this is all about.
I tell the detective I had met Nick Alto on a number [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>Under interrogation.<span id="more-232"></span></strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">Placed in a cold sterile room I sit opposite Detective Cosimo with a uniformed officer in attendance. Detective Cosimo wastes no time in getting to the point. He asks me what I know about Nick Alto. So that’s what this is all about.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I tell the detective I had met Nick Alto on a number of occasions. I admit our relationship was less than friendly.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2641/3836652556_c7f952a433_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Detective Cosimo suggests the relationship was more than “less friendly”, even perhaps hostile contempt.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2537/3835862513_a1825bc359_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I tell the detective sure, I hated Nick. He was obnoxious and conceited. There were probably lots of people who felt this way about him judging by the article in the paper. Detective Cosimo points out that I took note of the article in the paper.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">For goodness sake! Of course I took note of the article. It was a murder. A murder that took place right next door to my own home!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Yes, says Detective Cosimo – Yes it was; right next door.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3835862475_bd9b313d8c_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Detective Cosimo asks me if I had ever conducted business with Nick Alto. So this is the thread they hope to stitch me up with? I wonder where that snippet of information may have come from. Jared Frio perhaps.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2657/3835862457_01375dac1a_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">With a sigh I tell the detective that there had been a business plan that had fell through. I ended up losing out on the deal and there wasn’t much I could do about it. End of story.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Detective Cosimo says that maybe I did do something about it. That maybe losing out on a business deal that was worth simoleons had driven me to commit murderous revenge.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I have grown tired of these childish questions and theories.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3835862421_4f2815718c_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I erupt in frustration. Don’t waste your time detective! I’m not a forensic scientist, but I am sure that tests were conducted to determine the time of Nick’s death. The fact is that I was working late the night Nick Alto was murdered and there are witnesses and work records to prove it. After work I went straight home. My bet is that you will find I was in the laboratory.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">As for your revenge theories, all you have is coincidence and speculation that you are trying unjustly to pin on me. The truth is – and you must already know this – is that there were many people who despised Nick Alto as I did!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Now unless I am under arrest or you have some evidence of substance to back your fantastical notions I believe I am free to go.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I am told I am free to go – for now. Ridiculous.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Seventeen &#8211; Impervious Weakness</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 11:23:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Generation 01 - Jack]]></category>

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I break the news to Adam.

Adam’s reaction takes me by surprise. He unleashes insults upon Sandi in a seething rage, accusing her of being nothing more than a trash-trawling gold-digger taking advantage of a lonely, vulnerable old man. Sandi tenses, her muscles knotting in anger at the assault being handed to her. I can’t believe [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000"><a href="http://legendary.sims3legacy.com/2009/08/11/chapter-seventeen-impervious-weakness/"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3810540581_129071f185_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></a></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>I break the news to Adam.<span id="more-221"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3811355586_f2fe229cc5_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam’s reaction takes me by surprise. He unleashes insults upon Sandi in a seething rage, accusing her of being nothing more than a trash-trawling gold-digger taking advantage of a lonely, vulnerable old man. Sandi tenses, her muscles knotting in anger at the assault being handed to her. I can’t believe what I am hearing. </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Enough!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2623/3811354806_30a10c639e_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I rebuke Adam’s tirade of filth directed at my beloved wife and command him to stop. How dare he think to abuse Sandi! I tell Adam his behaviour is disgraceful like a spoilt child. If he thinks me vulnerable I tell Adam, just try and start again with his offensiveness, I’ll be the one to damn well finish it!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam backs off incensed in silence, his eyes black pits of fury. I love my son but I will not allow anyone to try and humiliate Sandi like that. This is going to take some time to resolve.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3810538435_c2fcca72ae_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam confronts me again later at home. He pleads that I come to my senses. He is convinced that my relationship with Sandi is a huge mistake that will lead to ruin. I tell Adam he is being irrational. Sandi and I have a love built on mutual respect. I am a man capable of making my own decisions proven by my accomplishments. It is pointless for Adam to continue in his protests.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Subdued in frustration, through gritting teeth and slowly watering eyes Adam says I have betrayed his mother. He asks me how I could have forgotten her so easily.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3543/3810537773_000274268a_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Oh Adam my son. Do you really think it’s easy for me to forget?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">It is because of the love I had with Jamie that I married again. We had a connection so strong, so wonderful our hearts sealed one to another. In Jamie I found someone who I could share the intimacies of my heart, the passions of my soul. She filled me with an unconquerable hope as if I could achieve anything – Invincible!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/3810537133_d3f5c8de73_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">When your mother passed away I felt as if I had been hollowed out with a knife. That blade of despair cut deep into me. It is this gaping chasm that longs to be fulfilled again as I had been with Jamie. Lonely and vulnerable? Perhaps that was so then. I loved Jamie. I will always love her. But she is gone and I struggle with the emptiness. Sandi eases the loss I feel. With her my hope returns.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">My confession abates my son’s resentment for now I can see that he does not fully understand.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2444/3811352068_a57f0fb89e_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">LaToya interrupts us. She has a concerned look on her face. She tells me there are two Police Detectives waiting out front to speak with me. A little confused I go to greet them. </span><span style="color: #000000">I am met by two stern individuals. They introduce themselves – Detectives Lamont and Cosimo.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">They want me to go with them to the police station for questioning?</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Sixteen &#8211; Expressions</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 11:37:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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I’m only as old as I choose to feel.

There is no need to be despondent. After all, I am a successful creature-robot cross breeder held in high regard by my fellow colleagues. I have also managed to accumulate a substantial fortune in my account. A person in my position has a world of adventure just [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://legendary.sims3legacy.com/2009/08/06/chapter-sixteen-expressions/"><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3795089392_88beb629f6_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></a></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>I’m only as old as I choose to feel.<span id="more-203"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2451/3794269767_1545ac71db_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">There is no need to be despondent. After all, I am a successful creature-robot cross breeder held in high regard by my fellow colleagues. I have also managed to accumulate a substantial fortune in my account. A person in my position has a world of adventure just waiting, beckoning.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I decide to join the gym to revitalize my fading physique. I’m not dead yet.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I meet Sandi French at the gym. She introduces herself to me. Sandi works at City Hall in the cubicles of bylaws and consents but hopes to further her career to the realms of influence and authority someday. I feel her passion for politics as she shares her ideals on the building of a better nation. Sandi mentions she has heard of my groundbreaking research and admits she is impressed. We get to know one another better.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">She has wisdom beyond her years. Sandi beguiles me with her charm and striking figure.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2648/3795089360_88076db837_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I believe she likes me too.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3566/3795089326_5f6d1f86bf_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Sandi has a young son named Jeffrey. She tells me Jeffrey’s father left them not long after he was born. Finding herself in a desperate situation of raising a child alone without support from anyone, Sandi recollects descending into hopelessness. It was through tear-drenched determination that Sandi says she was able to claw her way above depravity and despair, vowing never to return to such depths again.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/3795089294_65065be321_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I tell Sandi that she need never fear of a life without hope ever again. I will be here to care and protect her. My love will enfold her with peace. Confessing my affections for Sandi, I ask her to marry me.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3489/3794269647_308b8d0300_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Sandi says yes. I have found love again! We marry immediately like love-struck teens caught up in the excitement. I haven’t even told Adam yet!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3794269607_c535be2861_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I call Adam and tell him to meet me at Old Pier Beach, there’s some wonderful news to share.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I can’t wait to see his expression.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Fifteen &#8211; The Loneliest Number</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 11:26:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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Just the two of us now.

Although I believe it won’t be this way for long. Adam has grown into a fine young man and his relationship with Latoya is flourishing. When I see them together I see the love and affection they have for one another. Latoya is a radiant beauty with a generous heart. [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>Just the two of us now.<span id="more-194"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2498/3780084053_5422b1b8c9_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Although I believe it won’t be this way for long. Adam has grown into a fine young man and his relationship with Latoya is flourishing. When I see them together I see the love and affection they have for one another. Latoya is a radiant beauty with a generous heart. I am pleased for my son.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2596/3780084025_f21944437d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam and Latoya are wed in spring as the flowers bloom. It is an intimate service at the park opposite our home. The field is sprinkled in lavender and violet as the pond glistens from the setting sun in languid amber. It is a scene of splendour as two become one.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">How I wish Jamie was here.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3596/3780896730_ddddfcb3bb_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">The young couple waste no time in starting a family of there own. I invite Adam and Latoya to live with me. With a few additions to the house, there will be room enough for all of us. I eagerly await the arrival of my first grandchild.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/3780896704_57ddde276d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">It’s a boy! Adam is overjoyed. They name the baby Laman. Latoya is happy too but quite exhausted from giving birth. She returns home that very evening though. Latoya tells Adam she would like a little brother or sister for Laman – and soon. Adam has a stunned expression from Latoya’s request. He’s probably wondering what he has got himself into.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I smile to myself. I am thrilled at the prospect of more grandchildren. Latoya has won my heart.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3582/3780896674_1b6e80c371_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Laman my first grandchild, what wonders will you see in your lifetime? I contemplate the meaning of our existence in this moment with the future in my hands.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2517/3780896628_e6b976c5f9_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam, Latoya and Laman are an adorable family. It is endearing to see the growing bonds of love and trust between them. I know they will do well.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Theirs is a love that can endure.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I feel happy for Adam and Latoya. I feel a firm sense of security for their future. I am again in awe and wonder at the miracle of life with the arrival of my grandson.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I miss my wife.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">The loneliness hits me.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3483/3780083813_2ab83241b5_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Fourteen &#8211; Farewell (by Anne Bronte)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 11:10:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:

Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
O, beautiful, and full of grace!
If thou hadst never met mine eye,
I had not dreamed a living face
Could fancied charms so far outvie.

If I may ne&#8217;er behold again
That form and face so [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>Farewell to thee! but not farewell<br />
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:<span id="more-187"></span></strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">Within my heart they still shall dwell;<br />
And they shall cheer and comfort me.<br />
O, beautiful, and full of grace!<br />
If thou hadst never met mine eye,<br />
I had not dreamed a living face<br />
Could fancied charms so far outvie.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2617/3765476146_a2c42251a3_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">If I may ne&#8217;er behold again<br />
That form and face so dear to me,<br />
Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain<br />
Preserve, for aye, their memory.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3765476128_61ac99bdb1_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">That voice, the magic of whose tone<br />
Can wake an echo in my breast,<br />
Creating feelings that, alone,<br />
Can make my tranced spirit blest.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2606/3765476090_ac719c17b5_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">That laughing eye, whose sunny beam<br />
My memory would not cherish less; -<br />
And oh, that smile! whose joyous gleam<br />
Nor mortal language can express.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">Adieu, but let me cherish, still,<br />
The hope with which I cannot part.<br />
Contempt may wound, and coldness chill,<br />
But still it lingers in my heart.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3498/3764681147_3f2eea2acc_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="342" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">And who can tell but Heaven, at last,<br />
May answer all my thousand prayers,<br />
And bid the future pay the past<br />
With joy for anguish, smiles for tears?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3458/3765476028_33ac6dd566_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Thanks for reading the Legendary Legacy. I am really grateful for the encouraging comments I have received. This is my first attempt at a Legacy Challenge and Blogging. Still learning how things work. I hope that you enjoy the Legendary Legacy as much as I enjoy creating it. Happy simming!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Yours sincerely,</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">specky</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Thirteen &#8211; Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 10:36:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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Adrift in blissful slumber.

In the early hours of the morning I feel Jamie stir and get out of bed. It sounds as if she is phoning someone. I sit up to see what is happening and ask her if everything is okay. Jamie says she is leaving a message on the work answer phone. She [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>Adrift in blissful slumber.<span id="more-181"></span></strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">In the early hours of the morning I feel Jamie stir and get out of bed. It sounds as if she is phoning someone. I sit up to see what is happening and ask her if everything is okay. Jamie says she is leaving a message on the work answer phone. She won’t be in today. She is feeling ill again. Jamie tells me she will make an appointment for the doctor later in the morning.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2422/3756985891_a4052281ea_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie feels like staying up awhile so I join her in the lounge. I tell her a joke about a talking duck.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Anything for a smile from this beautiful lady.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3757784894_500d237bdc_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Eventually Jamie falls back to sleep but I stay awake and watch over her.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3757784858_2398a4637d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">She looks so peaceful. I count myself lucky to have Jamie in my life. I slowly doze off to sleep on that thought.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3756985823_cd27db029b_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I awaken a short while later. I try to rouse Jamie and remind her to make the doctor’s appointment.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">But she does not move.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I try again. Nothing.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I wrestle for self-control as I feel a rise of panic. I quickly call emergency services. They are on their way. I do my best to resuscitate her while waiting for the ambulance. With each failing minute my panic succumbs to grief.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">My Jamie is gone.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">The paramedics arrive but it is obvious they are too late. A doctor is called in to confirm Jamie’s death.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">When Adam learns that his mother is dead he breaks down in tears. I comfort him in my arms. His heart has been crushed. I tell him it’s okay to cry; his mother left this world peacefully; death is a part of life and one day we will see her again; in time the agony will pass and the happy memories will prevail. I tell Adam his mother loves him – and I love him too. Together we’ll get through.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I try to convince myself also that this is true.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">My dear sweet Jamie…</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3756985755_8c1339e1d5_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">… In my dreams she waits for me.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Twelve &#8211; Youth</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 20:53:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We move a little slower, grow tired faster and the senses become dull...]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>I’m starting to show my age.<span id="more-166"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3495/3753316838_94375f8bbb_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">And Adam has grown! Just like a teenager, he is almost always on the phone. It is like an extension of his body, a permanent fixture to his earlobe. Friends, girlfriends, it’s hard to keep up with him now. Adam is in a world of changes.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3458/3753316806_9cea79c755_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam is fairly active around town. No time for work just yet. He has mentioned a young woman named Latoya. It sounds like a relationship that has potential to get serious. But not too serious yet we hope.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3752521855_42084e84b3_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam goes out collecting with his friends. Some of the things he gets given are rather odd. What would a teenager want with a pot plant or broken venetian blinds I wonder? Adam says he just likes collecting those sorts of things.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Oh well.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3517/3753316714_2846c24606_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">He also loves painting. Now that is something I can appreciate.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2588/3753316654_191d372808_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie still helps develop Adam’s academic skills after work. He has excellent grades but I suspect he will choose a career in the arts rather than the scientific field like his father and mother. That is fine with me. I just want our son to be happy.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/3752521679_e8baa5db2e_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie and I catch a movie now and then, go out to dinner, and enjoy each other’s company.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">But we move a little slower, grow tired faster and the senses have become dulled somewhat. The youthful days have definitely left us.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">And also…</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie hasn’t been feeling very well lately.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Eleven &#8211; Moonlight</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 11:43:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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It is Jamie’s birthday.

I take her to dinner at the bistro I proposed to her all those years ago. I can still impress her with my trusty spanner. She giggles at my antics telling me to behave. How I love her smile.

Jamie fulfills all I could ever hope for. I have complete faith in her [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong><span style="color: #000000">It is Jamie’s birthday.<span id="more-138"></span></span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3746030384_5f2b9a53f2_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I take her to dinner at the bistro I proposed to her all those years ago. I can still impress her with my trusty spanner. She giggles at my antics telling me to behave. How I love her smile.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2639/3746030338_a6bfe5af61_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie fulfills all I could ever hope for. I have complete faith in her and am blessed by her devotion. Her gentleness is comparable to the mellow rays of moonlight that caresses her delicate features. I wish this moment could last for eternity.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3418/3745235971_75f65512da_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">But time must move on.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2438/3745235949_0dc3bbed86_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam has aged too. Happy birthday! Jamie put in a lot of work to help develop Adam’s potential. Adam is looking forward to the new experiences that come with greater skill and ability.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/3746030238_c8ee1f8bfd_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">It’s time for Adam to start school. He is enjoying learning new things and making new friends. Now that Adam is at school, Jamie has decided to return to work part-time. She has managed to get an entry level position at the lab with me!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3745235865_d88cd193f0_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I’ve decided to take up fishing so Adam and I can have a closer relationship. We both think fishing is fun. Many a deep conversation has formed behind a 12 pound fishing line.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie, Adam and I draw ever closer to one another. Family life you could say is – perfect.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Brief moments in time<br />
That captures the essence<br />
Of souls entwined<br />
A love divine</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Ten &#8211; Speculator</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 01:38:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>speckypeck</dc:creator>
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Every day without fail the newspaper gets delivered.

What’s been happening in Sunset Valley?

“Lawmakers in the lower house passed a bill that would cut the Internet connections of those who repeatedly download music and films illegally, creating what may be the first government agency to track and punish online pirates.”
It will be interesting to see how [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>Every day without fail the newspaper gets delivered.<span id="more-129"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3741348172_02e66d485d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">What’s been happening in Sunset Valley?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/3740555715_c381d4eb5c_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">“Lawmakers in the lower house passed a bill that would cut the Internet connections of those who repeatedly download music and films illegally, creating what may be the first government agency to track and punish online pirates.”</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">It will be interesting to see how this… Hmm, this guy looks a lot like Jared Frio…</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3458/3741348014_4ef2f2c7d8_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">“The hottest thing online at the moment is an ad for bottled water featuring roller skating babies.”</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Roller skating babies?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/3741347954_6813681052_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">“The space shuttle Simdeavour successfully lifts off from Beaker Space Center, its sixth bid in recent weeks to launch toward the orbiting International Space Station. The mission will feature five spacewalks and complete construction of the Simmonese Aerospace Exploration Agency&#8217;s Simbo laboratory.”</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2488/3741347902_e47e618329_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">What’s this? It’s in the paper!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Nick Alto!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Evil begets evil. Nick was a loathsome creep. Like a bloodsucking leach, I would have enjoyed burning him off with a flame then cast him splattering against a hard surface.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">I wanted revenge for what he had done to me. He stirred my anger to a dark place that’s for sure. There will be little remorse. I won’t be the only one who feels this way.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">He had it coming.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">“Prominent business tycoon, Nick Alto, was found dead at his Sunset Valley home yesterday morning in what police say are suspicious circumstances.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Detective Inspector Gavin Agee said police were called to the Summer Hill Court address about 7.30am by a local resident.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">&#8220;It is still too early for police to speculate on both the circumstances and cause that contributed to the death of Mr. Alto&#8221; Mr. Agee said.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">A large cordon was put up around the property today while experts conducted a scene examination.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Mr. Alto had many business interests in Sunset Valley. Colleagues described him as an ambitious workaholic with a fierce reputation for seizing entrepreneurial success. A source close to Mr. Alto said that he was aggressive in his approach to business that left many “burned” by their dealings with him.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">“If they’re looking for suspects, they won’t be hard to find. Nick stood on a lot of toes to build his empire.” we were told.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Police say they are keen to talk to anyone who was in the Summer Hill areas the night before, and anyone who may have seen anything suspicious should contact Sunset Valley police.”</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">The police will have their hands full solving this one.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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		<title>Chapter Nine &#8211; The Family Way</title>
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If this is how my life must be, let it last forever.

Jamie is such a wonderful mother. Adam is progressing so well. Jamie staying home to be a fulltime mother is the best decision we made for our family.

My son is so adorable. He is always smiling and playful when he is awake. After work, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000"><a href="http://legendary.sims3legacy.com/2009/07/19/chapter-nine-the-family-way/"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3522/3734544430_3dc313ae68_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></a></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><strong>If this is how my life must be, let it last forever.<span id="more-118"></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2462/3733745079_f7b6b47d4d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Jamie is such a wonderful mother. Adam is progressing so well. Jamie staying home to be a fulltime mother is the best decision we made for our family.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2612/3733745035_56b6fde009_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">My son is so adorable. He is always smiling and playful when he is awake. After work, I can’t wait to get home for playtime with Adam. It won’t be long until he is walking around by himself.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">That’s my boy!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3534/3733740159_29e6ed172f_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Adam is like a little angel. Truly, he is a gift from heaven. When Adam sleeps he looks so content and carefree.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2626/3734539444_3d73a0d17d_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Every now and then we hire a babysitter so Jamie and I can have time for just the two of us. As we have come to depend on one another our love has grown strong. I provide for the family while Jamie cares for our child and home.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Life is good. My joy overflows.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">One afternoon after work I receive a call from Susan. She wants to meet me at Pinochle Pond.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Susan and I are still good friends though lately we seem to see less of each other. It will be great to catch up with Susan. She has not been at work for a few days now.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/3733740065_f708a4a2cc_o.jpg" alt="" width="460" height="345" /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">When I arrive I find Susan staring out across Pinochle Pond. She has the look of forlorn concern on her face. I give her a friendly greeting but Susan’s expression does not change as she turns to look at me. Susan says she has some important news.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Amidst awkward gestures Susan tells me that she is handing in her resignation at work. I am shocked by the news. I protest her decision saying how great a team we make in the lab. We are on the brink of revolutionary breakthroughs in science, why would she want to throw it away now? But Susan says her mind is made up.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">She also intends to leave Sunset Valley.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Susan’s further revelation has me speechless. A piece of my heart is stripped off torn from me. Susan has been more than a work colleague, more than a friend, more than…</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Susan’s eyes are welling with the agony inside her. She tells me that our bond has been something special that she will never forget. But she can no longer bear the anguish she feels when she thinks of the harm she would bring if the truth were to be known. And the truth, she says, will eventually be known if she were to stay. I ask &#8211; what do you mean?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Susan is no longer able to hold herself. She bursts into tears and rushes off. I try to stop her but she demands that I let her leave. I let her go. Susan hesitates, turns, and comes back to embrace me. I hold her close; one last time. Gently Susan pushes away. Her eyes stare longingly into mine.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">Forgive me Jacob. I love you.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000">And then she goes. I never see Susan again.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000">To be continued…</span></p>
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