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They were already up in K's bedroom before the clock struck midnight.
Laura, Kathleen and Mike retreated early after a tea and some nightcap by the fireplace. They had to be up early the next morning to bring down some of the horses to town for the annual Christmas parade.
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"No, Jesse, you're not doing the dishes." Laura told him off upon his insistence. "Over my rotting corpse."They just finished K's sumptuous birthday dinner. Which, for the first time, wasn't just Christmas leftovers.
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The airport was surprisingly empty -almost. There were just very few people waiting to board the next plane to New York, two of which were Jesse and K.A week had quickly passed, and they were already bound back to the Big Apple. Jesse loved Augusta, and wished that he and K could stay a little longer. It somehow felt likehome, like
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The dumpling fell from her chopsticks and rolled under the couch, which made both of them laugh so hard."This is fun," K uttered, still a little breathless from laughing. "We should make this our own little tradition."
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It was Martin Luther King Day.Aperturethrew a benefit concert in light of the holiday. It was all Jesse's idea.He had always been an advocate against racial discrimination. Even if he grew up spoilt rotten, he never turned out to be a mean kid - he was justlonely. And growing up without the presence or any semblance of family, he sou
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"Dinner's ready, babe." Jesse hollered enthusiastically, opening the door to his small walk-in closet. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw K, standing and looking at herself in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a white dress.The white dress.They were done shopping for their bride and groom attire. It literally took Jesse twenty minu
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She sat on the bed, her back leaned comfortably against the headboard. She and Jesse had just finished dinner, and that ribeye he cooked wasincredibly good. She just came off from the shower, and was feeling really refreshed.Jesse was in the living room, having a conference call withAperture'sArtist and Repertoire manager from their
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"K,why-how?" Jesse was stammering, not quite sure how he can put his thoughts into words. "Why do you have a photo of my dad?" He just managed to repeat his first coherent question as panic seized his brain.K was struck dumb, her bones had turned to water as terror thundered down on her. She just looked at the photo, trying to make sense o
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Cold, icy rain splattered against his windshield as he drove all the way from the Lower East Side to Manhattan. It poured so loud and hard, that it felt like hailstones were hitting his car's roof.Jesse's hands were so cold and clammy - and he was suppressing a shiver that was twisted and buried deep in his gut. He was weighed down by dread, and for the first time in a long while - he didn't want
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