Dirty Family Secrets
She had a death grip on my arm, so maybe she wasn't as confident as she let on.
There is no other way to describe it, when we went through the door everything stopped and people just looked. The band hadn't started yet, and the place, usually buzzing, went quiet. I just grinned, and kept walking, waving to Mary to bring me a pitcher. It wasn't three minutes until she was there. She poured the beer for Jen, then ran mine all over the table while looking at her. I took her arm gently and stopped the flow. She looked down, flamed red, and started apologizing. Jen patted her arm. "Don't worry about it honey. I was the same way the first time I saw Jaime."
Mary looked from her to me, mumbled some
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