MozLover21
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I'm not sure is this is a compliment or an insult 😂 but thank you either way, I appreciate you reading and sticking with the story.
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“When you’re dreaming about cats, you know it’s time to pick up the phone and dial the therapist’s number.” Patrick Patrick awoke from a strange dream to find himself in bed, alone. The room—no, the entire house felt like a living entity, and Patrick felt tiny cradled in its midst. Ford’s side of the bed was empty, which was strange because he had returned home that day. Was he so bold as to leave in the middle of the night now for one of his flings? Patrick wouldn’t put it past
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🤣 😂 Remind me to never get on your bad side!!
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😂 Yes, a healthy approach would result in 1 chapter haha
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“Leave confrontation to the lost souls on Jerry Springer. In our family, we suffer in dignified silence.” Eloise Eloise had snapped at Guadalupe and cut her finger on a rose thorn, all in one morning. It was an uncharacteristic loss of control for the usually calm and collected mom. She tried to keep her focus on the tasks at hand, but she couldn’t help the feeling of frustration scratching away at her brain. Patrick wasn’t answering his phone, and she worried that her word
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Yes, I'm excited to get more into Ford's story.
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They're too busy covering J.Lo and Ben Affleck's latest shenanigans 😂
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I want to see the script made into a movie 😂
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“Where do you go, when you leave?” Patrick Patrick tentatively opened the dreaded screenplay once again. This time he decided to read it downstairs, at the grand living room table. He wasn’t taking any chances at feeling frightened inside of his very own home. It was funny that a stack of white papers with printed words on them could make him feel so unsettled at his core. Maybe that’s what you were supposed to feel while reading a great potential horror script, he wasn’t sure.
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Yes it is! 😬
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I'm happy to hear that 🙏🏼
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You have good reason to be worried 😬
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Michael is.
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“Memories can be used to hurt, or to heal. You get to choose.” Michael Michael watched the hand of the clock on the wall tick away. He had gotten the thing at an estate sale. A vintage knick-knack. But now the clock had become stifling—the incessant ticking of it, reminding him all day long that life was composed of time, and that time was ticking by, tick-tock at a time. It wasn’t just the clock, the entire condo had become stifling. Why? Because he owned it. Michael was just a
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Thank you! And that's a solid guess. The answer will be revealed very soon.
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Agreed, he definitely needs help.
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Mmm yes, it does seem that's exactly where it's headed from where things stand at the moment.
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"one chocolate chip pancake at a time" 🤣 I can't even add anything to this, you've analyzed everything brilliantly as always.
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hahaha don't give me any ideas! 😂
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It seems everyone has some pretty strong opinions on Patrick 😬
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“There are no rules when it comes to love. It’s wild, not civilized.” Patrick Patrick watched the blender whir away and turn the spinach, frozen banana, orange, strawberries, greek yogurt and almond milk into a healthy green sludge. When making his own breakfast he preferred a nice dose of carbs: a toast or bagel, scrambled eggs and some bacon. But Ford was a health nut so he dutifully made the vile looking green concoction for him each morning whil
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Thank you for rereading the chapters and always catching onto even the most minute detail 🙏🏼 😊 your feedback means a lot!
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😁 mother knows best eh
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“The dream house. The happy marriage. The perfect life. It can all go poof—and be gone, but only if you let it.” Eloise Eloise rearranged the hydrangeas on the kitchen table for the sixth time. She couldn’t get them to look right for some unknown reason. This was quite unusual for her, as she was a master at making breathtaking floral arrangements. She even held sessions at her house for some of her female acquaintances, where the ladies would gather and Eloise woul
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Thank you, I appreciate that.
