Nice Pony Tail

Nice Pony Tail

A stake had been driven through the bottom to anchor it and a rusting lock kept the weather seal locked and in place. I telephoned the Miller home to make an appointment to discuss Miss Miller’s arrangements with her father. Just then we hear a dog bark not far away so I dress and you wipe your mouth and we continue walking hand in hand. “Okay, Daddy, I trust you. Clever, funny, and strong willed as she was it was hard for me to imagine her being anyone’s victim.

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