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... o you. Hurry and start cooking, your wife is about to starve to death.”
“Okay, honey, wait for me.”
Outside the front door, Bob Presley curled up on the ground, taking a full ten minutes to finally muster the strength to sit up against the wall. He struggled to take out a cigarette from his pocket and puffed it forcefully, his whole body trembling. First, it was due to the sharp pain in his body, and second, it was because of his anger.
As he thought of the scene he had j ...
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