The last time I saw Lynelle I told her I loved her. “What’s thee doing here?” “She run away,” Turlock said. His sweet delectable human scent was strong, and suddenly I saw him divorced from all I knew of him. I was dazed.
Very well. I dream I did it. And, by the way, that was a stunning gift, the cameo. Would she had lived forever, my own Virginia Lee.
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