A cool gray light illuminated small portions of the stone floor. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. 9. \" Michelle said. You’re a piss-poor liar, John.
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