My Foreign Husband
Impatiently troubled, the irritable little voice inside my head responds first.
"Well, what about you, Lary?”
“Yeah... It could be better "she still has a smile on her face, but he doesn't reach her eyes. My heart almost splits in two. "Your order is in the warehouse, child.”
The deposit is at the back of the land, connected by a passage with a glass vaulted ceiling and flanked by the smell of freshly cut grass "where dogs and cats walk with employees dressed in white, in order to exercise their injured paws.
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