Below The Fold

Bush is big in the 80222…
Something about this website makes me feel a little uneasy and a little titillated all at once…
(thanks to Donna for the link.)

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A lot can happen in Two Weeks
It had been two weeks since Marin left.
The house still smelled like her perfume, a subtle blend of lilacs and oranges and cinnamon. Or maybe it was the scented candles. Over the years, I lost track of which smelled like which. She was always so concerned with the way [...]

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