Morgan Michaels Poems
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Thinking about it, he decided most worry was underwater. You may not see it, but it can stove your boat, even when you think you're floating clear. He would see Julia later that evening, with Miriam.
They were buddies from childhood and had a functional, dignified friendship. Each thought her husband wilder than was good, and each kept the other informed of her spouse's doings, as far as possible.
Each had a secret she kept hidden that the other guessed anyway. Julia had an excellent job with