Marlena sat in a corner booth in the back of the Brady Pub with a million thoughts running wild through her head and with the words “Congratulations Ms. Evans. You’re going to have a baby” sounding over and over in her head. Her head started to spin and before she threw up, she laid her …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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