andrew smith (
andrewsmith) wrote2013-07-31 05:44 am
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andrew william smith jr.
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Deputy at the Police Department
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On a chilly autumn night, the Smith's moved from the UK to Ashwick Grove, Connecticut. Only a few months beforehand had Mrs. Smith given birth to her beautiful baby boy, Andrew Jr. The birth had come painfully and slowly - despite the flow of her magic within her. (Which she secretly had hoped would ease the torture.) Poor Mr. Smith had no way of helping her, but to sooth her pain by gently kissing her eyelids, her nose and her lips as he let her hold his hand tightly.
They bought the first house they laid eyes on and never regretted the decision. It brought them four houses down from the family who became their closest confidants - the Manning's - well, at least for the parents.
The move to Ashwick Grove had not been an easy one on Mrs. Smith. She had a hard time shifting into this new place. However, her little baby gave her courage - plus, the Smith's had a very loving relationship. Yes, sure they had their fits (most caused by Mrs. Smith because she has always liked to give her husband the hardest time) but they raised their little boy in a very healthy environment.
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- From his two parents his mother is the only witch
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Looking up, her blue gaze met his as he spoke. She smiled a little and turned to look out at the sunny street beyond.
"I have a feeling you're going to offer yourself a distraction," Lo said with a knowing grin. "I also have a feeling... I won't be saying no," she told him with a playful tone, slightly flirtatious.
She knew that whatever they did, it would be innocent. Andrew and her seemed to have an easy rhythm. They were somewhat playful and flirtatious, but he never seemed interested enough to take it the step further and she didn't bother caring. Lo wasn't about to stepmom Harper's toes anyways. In her opinion, there was something between them, whether they admitted it or not.