Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile. — Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile. — Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile. — Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile. — Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile. — Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
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Her voice was a hushed whisper against my ear. An audible smile.

— Richard E. Gropp, Bad Glass
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