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"I received a letter last week. " He bunched up his empty wrapper and played with the plastic lid from his cup, his eyes on the table.
"Hands, Holly. " Swallowing hard, I raised shaky arms until my hands were behind my head.
Or maybe just wait it out another few weeks when they would kick in their New Year's resolutions to lose weight. That was obviously our busiest time of the year.
But seeing my Thanksgiving dinner eliminated and its replacement completely ruined, the people responsible for it intentionally MIA. That sent my emotions boiling over.
That I remembered how last November you'd worked extra hours to pay your half of the rent because you were short a hundred.
Our lips met while he cupped my left breast and stroked his thumb over the tortured peak.
"Open your eyes, Holly.