“Daddy… why are you leaving us with this man?” The sobs of Samantha filled the room as she clung tightly to John’s neck. He felt the tears start to fall from his own eyes and he hugged his daughter to him with all of his might, hoping that if he held them tightly enough, they …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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