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From: | Dorthy Yeager |
Subject: | [Pm2mail-info] Fwd: ? |
Date: | Wed, 27 Dec 2006 08:45:36 +0500 |
"There was a book I read when I was in high
school,Wicks told his wife early the next morning. That sun had heat as well as
brilliance - he could feel it on his face and hands as he sat here. He drew his
gun and the two of them started slowly down the hall to Pauls closed bedroom
door. Her phone was dead and he somehow doubted if Annie would send him a
telegram or Flowers by Wire. He
drew his gun and the two of them started slowly down the hall to Pauls closed
bedroom door. Her phone was dead and he somehow doubted if Annie would send him a telegram or Flowers by Wire. "There was a book I read when I was in high school,Wicks told his wife
early the next morning. That sun had heat as well as brilliance - he could feel
it on his face and hands as he sat here. He drew his gun and the two of them
started slowly down the hall to Pauls closed bedroom door. Her phone was dead
and he somehow doubted if Annie would send him a telegram or Flowers by
Wire. "There was a book I read when
I was in high school,Wicks told his wife early the next morning. That sun had
heat as well as brilliance - he could feel it on his face and hands as he sat
here. He drew his gun and the two of them started slowly down the hall to Pauls
closed bedroom door. Her phone was dead and he somehow doubted if Annie would
send him a telegram or Flowers by Wire.
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