“After five years, he just happened to be walking down her street?” Dolores asked, pouring the rest of her glass of water into the plant in the center of the table. She used her finger to swirl the dry soil around on the top as the water pooled.
“That’s what she said. Though, I am sure there is more to the story,” …
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