Now I have to get avenge for my wife, for the woman who ran her over was the woman my wife hit many years ago.
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There she is, my wife. It took so long to get to where we are today. She was my gardener and I recklessly fell in love with her. One day she ran over a teenager and she stopped loving me, and everything around her. After years of therapy I got her back, the woman I fell in love with. And now there she is, in the hospital bed, wheezing as she fights for life.
Now I have to get avenge for my wife, for the woman who ran her over was the woman my wife hit many years ago. Comments are closed.
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