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Needing To Worry

Harrison hated the country. There wasn’t a Starbuck’s for miles. He got stuck hanging out with his wife’s sister’s husband, Ty, on their Virginia ranch. Ty pointed at some sliced logs. “Faeries were partying last night.” “The proper term is … Continue reading

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