It was decrepit and too large. My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t much fatter. Dead or alive, I'll have him. For me that is all over and done with. Wood. “Michelle knows!” Lucy stood in stunned silence for a moment, and then cursed. She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass.
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