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A Bear Ate My Boyfriend

David to the rescue

“Who’s was the phone, Claire? Was it Joe?” Claire rolled her eyes and nodded. “Well. don’t keep me in suspense. It’s Monday morning and we have a client meeting this afternoon. Why won’t he be in?”

“It seems he went camping with his new lover over the weekend.”



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Rocky Shores

A shot of whisky, a cup of coffee, and a loaded 44 are all you need to keep yourself alive. A writer of fiction, even if it is true.