It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. — Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
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It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. It was safe, insulated. Familiar. An absense of emotion kept him sane. Or what passed for it.

— Virginia Brown, Dark River Road
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