Blaine was a bit too accepting of the order to open the case.He opened it. I looked over his shoulder and saw a hell of a nice rifle with several maga...zines - and nothing else. He asked, "Sir, would you care to inspect my rifle?"I affirmed, "That's a nice rifle, you bet I want to inspect it."Sgt. Blaine advised caution but I could tell from the tone of his voice it was more of a threat, "Sir, please be careful with it."He picked it up and handed it to me while I carefully took it and admired it.. Love in one’s family and how it can differ: Loving parents, children, siblings. The love in marriage and the love of God. It was all poignant and thought-provoking and had Teresa engrossed and on the edge of her chair. But it was the conclusion that left her again moved by this young man’s writing and trembling at the same time.Milo had summarized that love was what anybody wanted it to be; after all, it was just a word. Love is different for everyone. Then he described what love could be. As. A girl walked up to us, She was pretty, and was young, younger then me, and I was the youngest."Hallo" she said in a thick German accent."Hi," i said dropping the pipe out of the mouth."SQUIRREL" Zach yelled "Dont lose the weed!" "Fuck," I whispered, and pick the bowl back up. "who are you."she introduced her self and for the life of me i can not remember her name."I am from Germany and the.. Pot as you call it... is legal... " really" i said passing her the bowl, and she took a big puff. Keira, in her jeans and pale green blouse, a black lacy camisole showing underneath, with pale red hair cascading free in soft waves, tore my breath away. My heart palpitated. My blood pressure skyrocketed. I turned away and hurried out.It didn't help.I was back at square one, in Hell. God she'd looked so pretty. Back home I drank until numb. It didn't work. In a moment of weakness, influenced by alcohol, I pulled out my cell phone and typed a message.'So sorry. I was wrong. I miss you so much..
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