![]() “Siobhan!” she said happily, “Oh, it is so good to see you!” I was surprised to feel a tap on my shoulder as I sat at the bar, and I turned around to see a familiar face. ![]() ![]() The club was pretty empty, but perhaps as the night went on, it would fill up. My first night in Bridgeport, I went out clubbing, wanting to meet other vampires. There was a community of vampires there, and it was a loud bustling city, where it was easy to go unnoticed. My ex-husband had died of old age, my daughter, dear Lilliana, was living in her own world, and my granddaughters were grown women with children of their own.īridgeport, I knew, would be a good place for a new start. So I’m bringing Siobhan’s story over here.Īfter my trip to Starlight Shores, to see my granddaughters and give my goodbyes to Alexandre, I arrived in Bridgeport. I’m not sure where I’ll head yet, but for now, I’m going to slowly rescue my sims stories (and my other fandom stuff). With how things are going on tumblr at the moment, I am wanting to start to move away. I originally posted it on my simblr, and you can find it here: Link. Journey Home is a story about Siobhan Gilbert.
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