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She wanted for him to magically develop the capacity for empathy. After ten years, she should have known better.
“You know, sugar, I’d love to get biblical with you.”
“You think I got time to run down and toss a brick through that boy’s window?
captopril? Why did you stop?” She got the answer in the chart. “‘Nonproductive cough prompted change,’”
“Oh, hi,”
she knows the killer!!!
“I told her to take a couple of days off.”
“Well,” Cathy said, her mind obviously made up. “Fuck him, then. He’s trash.”
Redheads.
