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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
J A M E S I took her hands and led her downstairs to the kitchen. She looked like her body was there, but, her spirit was gone. Probably trying to make out what kind of complicated and twisted man she was dealing with. I have tried to sort myself out, but, it has not worked out for me. Maybe with her help, we will figure me out together. “I’m fully aware that this is a dark path I’m leading you down, and everything seems to be moving pretty fast but, it will be good. Not all that bad. To ease your mind, ask me anything,” I said, releasing her hand, moving about the kitchen. I wanted to dish something for us before we got to the real deal. “I have a lot to say, but where to start is the problem. You keep sounding as if there is hope for us.” “Why not? Of course, there is. Orange or car
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