Everybody's high on consolation........ The disgustingly cheerful sign read, "Welcome to the Windy City." John just stood there and stared at it... desperately trying to come up with some reason to feel good about being alive, and failing miserably. Remembering all the things that were said to try to keep him in Salem... his head …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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