John wrapped his arm around Marlena guiding her into the foyer of the Martin mansion. “Doug and Julie were so kind to have that wonderful dinner prepared for us. Too bad they couldn’t join us.” She pauses to look at him. “Hope is in a bad place. I’m glad they’re around for her.” John reaches …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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