Oh, I want so for Freddie and Madison to be ok. To think just that morning they had such a time on the motorcycle ride to the park and they had such a wonerful time. Sweet sorrow it is this tragic time. (Steve's watching Ivanhoe and I think it's clouding my thoughts.)
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"Sorry, Otts, maybe laters?" the boy grinned mischievously dropped a super stink bomb and started fleeing.
A man on a mission.
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He walked into a carriage waiting at the back of the hotel, closed the door never paying attention to who had opened the door, or who the driver was.
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"With my painting if you want to see your gold and another sunrise."
I hope this guy can make good on his threat.
Great post Ottery! Till your next post then.
