When my faith is getting weak And I feel like giving in You breathe into me again.
Karen Marie MoningDude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does job applications anymore?โ โI do.โ I squint at it, then him. โWhat are you paying me?โ I angle. โDude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does money anymore.โ I snicker. First sign of any sense of humor heโs shown. Then I remember where I am and why. I wad it up and throw it at him. It bounces off his chest.
Karen Marie MoningBeing nearly naked around Barrons felt a lot like going to a shark convention lightly basted in blood.
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