A Sturdy Mixture – 50 Word Story

He places a hand on top of Sandra’s and squeezes. “How’re you holding up honey?”

She nods her head, and smiles softly. “I’m doing okay Papa Joe, how’re you doing with it all?”

He shrugs and curls his shaking lips.”Me, I’m looking to kill me some piece of shit traitor!”

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