HGTV: Joanna Gaines fans sickened over new report (Fixer Upper)

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Joanna Gaines tells all about the 5th and final season BEING ANNOUNCED

Its finally revealed why her and Chip decided to not come
back leaving fans sick to their stomach

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yes, Tinker Bell will tell you, Wendy retorted scornfully. She is an abandoned little creature. Here Tink, who was in her bedroom, eavesdropping, squeaked out something impudent. She says she glories in being abandoned, Peter interpreted. He had a sudden idea. Perhaps Tink wants to be my mother? You silly ass cried Tinker Bell in a passion. She had said it so often that Wendy needed no translation. I almost agree with her, Wendy snapped. Fancy Wendy snapping But she had been much tried, and she little knew what was to happen before the night was out. If she had known she would not have snapped. None of them knew. Perhaps of a devoted son, Wendy. I thought so, she said, and went and sat by herself at the extreme end of the room. You are so queer, he said, frankly puzzled, and Tiger Lily is just the same. There is something she wants to be to me, but she says it is not my mother. No, indeed, it is not, Wendy replied with frightful emphasis. Now we know why she was prejudiced against the redskins. Then what is it? It isnt for a lady to tell. Oh, very well, Peter said, a little nettled. Perhaps Tinker Bell will tell me. Oh narrator herself. Everything just as it should be, you see. Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time, and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked. So great indeed was their faith in a mothers love that also, and— Oh, mummy, cried the first twin, you mean that there is a lady also, dont you? She is not dead, is she? Oh, no. I am awfully glad she isnt dead, said Tootles. Are you glad, John? Of course I am. Are you glad, Nibs? Rather. Are you glad, Twins? We are glad. Oh dear, sighed Wendy. Little less noise there, Peter called out, determined that she should have fair play, however beastly a story it might be in his opinion. The gentlemans name, Wendy continued, was Mr. Darling, and her name was Mrs. Darling.