“Mom, we’re gonna be late!!" Belle shouted, coming out of her room "Dad, lets hurry it up!" “We’re coming, we’re coming,” Marlena said, rushing out of the bedroom and buttoning up her sleeves. "Man, you guys are slow, I don't wanna be late. Man this whole career day thing is embarrassing anyway… not …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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