J.T. sighed and rolled to his feet, juggling his coffee mug to avoid spilling the hot liquid all over himself. “Well, guess I’d better go check on them, then.” Davon startled. “I didn’t mean—” “It’s okay,” J.T. muttered, taking a … Continue reading Thirty-nine – 02
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