Her dad turned to me. “You. Follow Me.””Woof,” I said.




(No Ratings Yet)Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.




(No Ratings Yet)The earth had two childrenA son named Adamand a daughter




(No Ratings Yet)Son,” he said, “you monkeyed up.




(No Ratings Yet)Such a small thing to cause so much trouble.




(No Ratings Yet)You make me laugh,” he told me seriously.




(No Ratings Yet)Clinical, brilliantly medical-minded Adam believes in fate. A fate with Fia.




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