Mario looked older on the screen. He asked about Bonnie; I lied smoothly. The lie tasted like metal.
After we hung up I sat in the dark a long time.
Mario looked older on the screen. He asked about Bonnie; I lied smoothly. The lie tasted like metal.
After we hung up I sat in the dark a long time.
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