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- Vic had said there was a friend that was passing through that needed some tune up on his car for the road. She didn’t mention it was the man that had been haunting him through the years.
- He was tangible as the objects that surrounds us.
- He was different. The shine in his eyes were gone and a few scars told me the years in prison has not been kind.
- Long gold strands revealing fine grays in between. In the fourteen years apart, he was sill gorgeous as the first time I’ve seen him.
