dansalinger Posted March 23, 2013 Share Posted March 23, 2013 Her smiling sweet demeanor and friendly upbeat tone all that sullen teenage angst is gone or out on loan despite a warming in my heart and the pleasure to my ear the words somehow ring hollow, it’s her motive that I fear you pepper me with questions on subjects I like while sharpening your talons–preparing them to strike the words fall down like rain in the middle of a drought she’s clearly up to something, of that there is no doubt incredulity aside, I must confide--I wanna bottle it up in a jar then came the words I’d been dreading to hear, "Dad, I need a car" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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