He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. He was a good foster dad that had never so much as leered at her, not even once. In that case I'll help you. You won't have him long. She dare not risk it. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. . The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. Thames Darrell III.
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