And of course! She had a brilliant idea. They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”. ” “What’s our lot?” asked her sister. "Fox-terriers of the sea; friends with every ship that comes along.
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