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10 January 2018 @ 06:23 pm

So don't say I didn't write anything today!

Paer nodded. "Three years, then if he doesn't get up the nerve, I'll give him the heave-ho."

"See? My mother always said you'd throw me over and break my heart."

She shook her fist at him.

Ebsa grabbed it and kissed her knuckles . . . retreated hastily. "And I'd better start dinner or I won't be able to support a wife and everyone will nod knowingly and make snide remarks about gigolos."