Betty
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"I like normal," she muttered to herself as she laid spread-out on the bedsheet of the motel room, waiting for the familiar sound of his black Ford F-150 to pull into the parking space beneath the window.
"I like normal," she muttered to herself as she laid spread-out on the bedsheet of the motel room, waiting for the familiar sound of his black Ford F-150 to pull into the parking space beneath the window.