She were that miserable. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move. He drove to his apartment, a second floor studio he 120 was renting above a bakery. He also had Janine’s daughter, Traci, who he just couldn’t leave alone after she reached puberty, when she grew a small set of underdeveloped breasts. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. The boy was coming around.
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