“I’m not here for lunch,” the old man said. “I’m here for you. I want you to marry my son.”
For one hard, awful second, I forgot how to breathe.
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“I’m not here for lunch,” the old man said. “I’m here for you. I want you to marry my son.”
For one hard, awful second, I forgot how to breathe.
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