Daydream

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The producers of James Bond called me and told me about how Seb was so homesick and they arranged for the kids and myself to fly over and stay with him for a couple weeks. We landed this morning in the UK and where arriving to set in about a minute. I couldn't wait. We hadn't seen each other in 3 months, of course we facetimed but it wasn't the same thing. "Alright miss, we're here." The chauffer announced, "Thank you very much sir. " I said and Rosie copied in a small voice, "Thank you sir!" Which earned a small chuckle from the englishman. I carried James in my arms and took Rosie by the hand. Today, they were shooting a seen where Seb(Bond) had to save Gugu Mbatha-Raw (Elizabeth, the new Bond Girl) from her crazed horse. "Momma where is tata?" wondered Rosie, "I don't know..." "Mrs. Stan! Your husband is almost done filming his scene, come with me!" I followed the PA. Suprisingly there was an overwhelming amount paparazzi on set. Then I saw him.

He looked so dapper as an englishmen

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He looked so dapper as an englishmen. Then he turned around and I saw his face; it was like you  could see the tiredness and puffiness. Had he been crying? It was a kind of pain that even makeup couldn't cover. "TATA!" Rosie yelled and let go of my hand to run to her father.

He hugged her so tight she giggled, "Tata I can't breath!" "I love you so much baby

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He hugged her so tight she giggled, "Tata I can't breath!" "I love you so much baby...""I love you too tata." "Lina? James!" He couldn't have bolted over quicker even if he were Usain Bolt. He hugged us all so tightly and kissed as if he had been poisened and my lips were the only remedy. "Don't cry Sebby. It's okay." "I just I love you so much,""Me too..."

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