I changed my mind. I donโt want to be an inveshtigative journalist anymore. I want to be a professional rum drinker.โ โThere are people who do that,โ Duff said. Heโd barely sipped his rum. โReally? What do you call them?โ โAlcoholics.
Libba BrayJericho lay back down on his side, watching her breathe just an arm's length from him. She was not beautiful while she slept; her mouth hung open and she snored very lightly, and this, despite everything that had happened, made him smile.
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