Iโm talking to you more than I speak with my mahmen.โ โI thought your mother was dead.โ โShe is.โ โYou have a very low standard for communication.
J.R. WardA cold blast hit him and he laughed at the sting as he stepped outside, surveyed the night sky, and drank deeply. Such a good liar he was. Such a good one. Everyone thought he was fine because he'd camo'd his little problems. He wore a Sox hat to hide the eye twitch. Set his wristwatch to go off every half hour to beat back the dream. Ate though he wasn't angry. Laughed though he found nothing funny. And he'd always smoked like a chimney.
J.R. WardI'm going to love you so good and so long you're gonna be convinced no earthly thing could have brought us together
J.R. WardThat is a beautiful tuxedo,โ Phury announced as he and Z pushed the door wide. โI have one just like it .โ โFritz has the candles lit,โ Rehv said from behind the twins. โHey, nice tux. I haveone just like it.โ โMe, too,โ Phury agreed. โThe fit is fantastic, isnโt it.โ โThe shoulders, right? Tom Ford is the bestโ
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