Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sweet Amylee
“So how do you find an angel, Charlie? †Nick asked. We'll ride down to the lower garden near the creek to pick some sweet corn and green beans. He knew very well that Danielle was away for the weekend. She was applying just enough to pressure to hold me in place. She had been drinking a bit, Factory Girl but she wasn’t drunk.
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