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There's a twist and no answer to Matt's question to Death...

What does that remind me of in the present day???

Well...I was known for getting ...ahem...around... Hey @weinerdog, first on pg 2....

Yes, I was, however, I lost the lead role when they couldn't keep the muskrat mustache glued on, like the fella at :29 seconds

Another example as to why this is such a fantastic story site!!!!!

Doing the deed might help, to see you have nothing to fear.... Nos hated how much space she took up in his mind, how even now, he measured himself against her shadow. If he couldn’t escape those memories, how could he be sure he wouldn’t someday become the monster he dreaded?

Thanks for clearing that up, I thought he was walking to the chapel...

Judge not, lest ye be judged....

While I do not envy Matt having to be in cast, he has a great prognosis, and now to heal the last of the rift with Levi... @Summerabbacat, at roughly 1:20 in the music video, I'm the man in the white suit on the left....🤔

Memo to Eli, keep your fuc@ing phone charged...So Adrien is bringing food for Lucien; that would be my guess...Where is he getting the food from?

Hoo...Boy...I should read the next chapter in the morning so I get a good night's sleep....naaa

I need to say this before I read the story...Bullcrap to whoever wrote the review...I love this story and you can tell by my comments... I think the following applies in many situations, and yours as well... "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood..."

I keep repeatin myself, but I loved this chapter and my dictionary grew... “I wouldn’t want you to bring a child into the world hugger-mugger Talk about a self-serving pity party... I’d been wool-gathering, simply staring at her. But Neil had put his arm around me and replied to her very pointedly. “We learned about Yelena a couple of days ago. No time for Alex to write something.” “Oh well…” That smile again. “Some of us were a great support in her time of trial.” My arse! Who’d want Minty (that was it!) around when you were ill? She had always had that self-satisfied, superior manner that suggested that whatever the subject, she’d known first and had personal intimate knowledge before anyone else. It was mentioned later in the story that Minty stuck her oar in where it wasn't always appreciated; I can think of a place where that oar could go....

All I got is that this is worth the time to read, you will be pulling your hair out, laughing at the antics, and enjoying a well-crafted story!

I can only say, this story is worth your time!

This will take some time to read....

The liability alone is staggering, lawyers would be feasting on her...actions boys...calm down...and the more I think of her, she is comparable to a doorknob...everyone gets a turn...

A great beginning! Looking forward to more!!

Missed two words this week, both started with A, and that's all I'm gonna say....on that My story is done; just a few tweaks suggested by my editor.... It's early fall here...the weaker trees down in the swamp are already showing their colors... Hope everyone has a fantastic week!

Well, what comes first, a trip to Barnswallow or the bank and the paperwork taken care of.... Where in the heck is Willy James? Hopefully not dragged back to Enniskillen.... And Albert truly worries me, more so as the 'neighbors' have had enough of his 'crap' and are planning a surprise for him...Still, he truly worries me!!! Their hands were on the table, joined in clear view, and he felt the squeeze. “Not going to lie. Won’t let my guard down ever. If’n Pa ever figures it out or gets wind of our truth, he’ll come for me, that I have no doubt on.” Harriet pursed her lips, all traces of amusement gone. “May I say one thing?” “Of course,” August said, curious at her expression. “Albert has a new wife, and he has a son who never goes against him, one who has the same hardness his father has. Frankly, I’m not sure Albert would be bothered with you, and I don’t say that to be unkind.”

Hey... @weinerdog, first on page 5, even if it was a result of hitchhiking!!!!

I told them I was 21, it worked until the glued-on beard fell off...

That scene was wonderfully written. All throughout reading it, I could not stop thinking about what the future holds for them....

Just a truly delightful story, don't want to give anything away other than to say...read this!!!!

I am in love with Auntie, such a wise and practical woman, and no BS on her... On my last day at the house on Chestnut Hill, she asked me into her kitchen and sat me down for some of her homemade chicken soup. When the meal was over, she thanked me for following her exacting wishes, took my hands in hers, and said, for a goyim, that I had hands of gold and pressed a one-hundred-dollar bill in my hands...