Taylor clapped for attention. โMiss New Mexico, letโs not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who donโt even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.
Libba BrayEvie replied with an eye-roll. โDo you think you can manage to not steal anything while Iโm gone?โ โThe only thing Iโm trying to steal is your heart, doll.โ Sam smirked. โYouโre not that talented a thief, Sam Lloyd.
Libba BrayIn the end, I take my shoes off and stick my feet in, letting the lukewarm water lick at my ankles. It feels good, and not just because Iโm stoned. I make a mental note to add this to Dulcieโs list of things worth living for. For some reason, I keep seeing her rolling her eyes at me, that big, goofy grin stretching her face like Silly Putty. On my private list, I add her smile. She doesnโt have to know.
Libba BrayShe never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.
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