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Fiorella is down and out today. She's been mostly working on the 4x5 and doing pretty well with it--until she wasn't. For some dumb reason, she started criticizing everything she had done on her painting, then tried it redo it all. Suicide, you say?
Your girl is wearing tannish color shorts and a University of Texas Hook'm Horns shirt from times past. She never knew either of them would last this long, nor that she could survive without a single dress in her closet.
Hmm.... Fio used to make a fair number of her clothes too. Where are they? Lost in a long-ago transit or stuffed in a box that was never opened? (Will Fiorella have to climb up the ladder under the roof and empty all the leftover boxes for herself?)
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GERMAN:
The dark..... das Dunkel
The light..... das Licht (emphasize the "icht" with a swooping sound)
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Rafe set Delilah down and touched Moira's arm to get her attention. She jerked as if he'd been wiping his feet on a nylon carpet.
Goddamm1 If she was that sensitive when he barely touched her, how would she react when he kissed her? When he held her against him like he had at Oscar's honky-tonk, but this time without everyone in Bosque Bend looking on?
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