She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.
J.R. WardButch nodded as if he knew exactly what was doing. "Like I said, my man, it's whatever. You and me? Same as always, no matter who you screw. Althoughโฆ if you're into sheep, that would be tough. Don't know if I could handle that.
J.R. WardAs much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable. What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.
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