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"Remember this moment. Always."
She breathed the words into my ear as her fingers traced the lines that marked my collarbone towards my shoulder. She moved closer to me, warm;
her breath on my neck like the wind from
wings of magical creatures. Because of her I could
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| "Why should I
tell you anything, friend?" Partain asked me. "I've already told
everything that I know to the interviewers, the papers, the police, and
the courts. You can look it all up online if you're interested." "I was kind of hoping that you'd have the kind of information that those people wouldn't be asking," I said. The bartender dropped off Partain's beer without saying a word, apparently noticing that we didn't want to be disturbed. "What's your story?" He asked me. |
