He's checking up the figures.
he rose from the grave; he is risen!
And then, tenebrously, his mind whispered: Do it anyway. Put her down and swim for it. But he did not, could not. An awful guilt rose in him at the thought.
We're glad you're back! Well, at least I am. I have someone to share my noromoish pain. ;)
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