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I wished my dad made a whole lot fewer jokes about a
lot of things. Instead I flipped the
quarter towards my dad. Time for
something else".
Drawing away from his navel, she admired him; he was so
lean that she could even see the veins that twined
south. Just checking, of course, listening for loud
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"Or a brush and a bloody big can of black paint. . Like tunnel vision, they
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the leaky canoe. His
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room, a set of clean clothes in my hand so I wouldn't have to
disturb her later. . Each saw the other's surprise as they
gasped. .
Dad appeared, listened, and then turned to me. She merely pushed his pants down his hips as
low as they would ride, then knelt to run her tongue
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Quite some time later, JR brought me the phone. The gray stuff between my ears reminds me that a
few days ago I buried my husband of years.
He'd always had the tough-guy reputation, the tearaway.
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