6-4-18
When Carol’s husband kissed her out the door, a strand of her hair wound through his chin whiskers. It glinted next to the drop of dried milk, which was hiding his scar, which he got from a cat scratch.
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Sarah Papple
When Carol’s husband kissed her out the door, a strand of her hair wound through his chin whiskers. It glinted next to the drop of dried milk, which was hiding his scar, which he got from a cat scratch.
97/365