Nightmares “No… No… NO!” His screams filled the night as he lay dreaming of the unknown. He tossed and turned, trying to rid his mind of the horrible visions that plagued him in his sleep. Hearing his cries of terror, she got out of her own bed in the next room, and came …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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