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Click hereGus' face turned white.
"She was my first friend," Quinn gazed out the kitchen window. After a long pause, he said woodenly. "She had red hair and blue eyes and a million freckles."
"Where does she live now?"
Quinn didn't answer. He stood looking out the window, his gaze remote and empty, his hands in the dishwater t clenching and unclenching each in turn.
"Well, come on little one," Gus' voice broke the silence. "Why don't you and I go and get your hands washed up. And I'll take you to a lady friend of mine and get you some clothes. I think Uncle Quinn needs some alone time.
- COMMENTS
ZZchromosomeover 2 years ago"I dreamed about her. She said everything was gonna be alright. She has a stuffed Tigger, just like mine." Aww! Save the babies!
Anonymousover 2 years agoSo far I absolutely love the plot. This is very well written grammatically so I won't bore you being a grammar Nazi. It has been a while since I have looked forward to a read quite this much. Thank you and I look forward to your next submission.
