The realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and he said the first thing that popped into his head. “Who would marry me?” “You’re handsome, a big, imposing figure of a man, and um…” Lamar scrounged for some words. “And they’re desperate.” “What the hell have you been smoking? I’m penniless, I’m exiled, I own nothing…” He left out broken. “And a recovering alcoholic.” Lamar nodded. “Yes, but again, they’re desperate. And we’re running out of food.” Hugh shut his eyes for a long moment. The world was sliding sideways, and he really needed to get a grip. “Who would I be marrying?” “The White
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