Be my girl

Dayle

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09:12 am, 

I hadn't heard from Dad since last night, he didn't want to talk to anyone. He was still mad, that was for certain. I watched Chrissy walk foppishly toward me while I stood next to the car but we had no security except that another car would follow us around. 

I have asked ...

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