Dear Heart, Here is the hotel where I wait in St Pete. The sun is setting just now. It’s red hues remind me of my heart, on fire for you now. Please come before all fades to black. Hurry to me here, darling. All my love awaits you. Yours, C
Dear Heart, Here is the hotel where I wait in St Pete. The sun is setting just now. It’s red hues remind me of my heart, on fire for you now. Please come before all fades to black. Hurry to me here, darling. All my love awaits you. Yours, C
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Love your new-look blog Cynthia!!
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Thanks June. Transitioning from romance to mystery although a little romance alwayys shows up 😁
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Oh, those minutes on the road on your way to a sick loved one are hard. I’ve been there. And the days in the hospital, looking at someone who looks nothing like themselves. I’m so glad your dad rallied, and also that we don’t look like frogs. xo
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I did know this one guy who had a face that resembled a frog. Even his chin. :))
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