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It's Major Ketchup In The Bathroom With The Laser Scalpel." "hmm." He Sliced A Delicately Herbed Spear Of Asparagus. "obviously We Were Meant For Each Other As I Can Interpret That As You Meaning Something More Like Colonel Mustard In The Conservatory With The Candlestick.

Tell Him I Took The Cat

Do You Remember The First Time We Made Love?" He Touched His Lips To Hers As He Said It. "we Rode Up In The Elevator Like This And Couldn't Keep Our Hands Off Each Other, Couldn't Get To Each Other Quick Enough. I Was Mad For You. I Wanted You More Than I Wanted To Keep Breathing. I Still Do." He Deepened The Kiss As The Elevator Doors Opened. "it's Never Going To Change.

She's In Love, And That Makes Her Strong. She'll Need To Be." "what Makes You Strong, Mia?" "purpose. Love Never Worked For Me.

She Surrounded Herself With Books At Work And At Home. Her Living Space Was A Testament To Her First And Abiding Love With Shelves Jammed With Books Tables Crowded With Them. She Saw Them Not Only As Knowledge Entertainment Comfort Even Sanity But As A Kind Of Artful Decoration.