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07-27-2009, 04:46 PM
She nodded. "Yeah." She sighed, thinking of Mike. "Hey, I'm going to go take some asprins. I have a killer headache." She stood up. "Then, if you want, we can watch a movie or something. Or I could watch you practice."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
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