They exited the hospital side by side, the automatic doors parting for them. For Marlena , it felt like weeks since she’d breathed clean fresh air, and she paused for a second to just fill her lungs, and enjoy the afternoon sunshine on her face. Instantly on alert, John stood stock still and looked at …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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