" Maybe, Sheryl, but they hopefully aren't hurt so bad they need to be transported to Lexington. Doesn't Mount Sterling have a hospital?" They do, Mik...e, but they don't have a decent trauma center. They really don't even have a decent emergency room. They take care of their doctors' patients and those admitted by their doctors, but if it's an emergency, the doctors tell them to have the ambulance take them to University or Central Baptist hospitals in Lexington. If I had a decent trauma center,. Not to mention he’s distinguished, mature, and really rich. She blushes at her own silly thoughts.He shoos her away with a pat on the bottom and she laughs at him. She’s flush for no reason.He’s right, though. She hasn’t posted any pictures to social media since her life was hijacked. Just a few messages to friends. Then there are the asshole trolls who laughed about her mom getting picked up by ICE. She thought deactivating her accounts, but then she’d have no DM’s.It’s a share she didn’t get. Dark elongated eyeshaddow and eyeliner with fake oversized lashes, brushed with dark deep black mascara. She put cover-up and foundation and blush, she put lip liner and lipstick, gloss and more. I lost track. When she spun me around however I was shocked. I didn’t look like me, I mean I did, I was me, but not me Alex, it was me Alanna. I could feel her in my blood, coursing through my veins, filling every nook and crevice of my creamy hairless boi’s body. She was in control now and I knew that. ’ ‘In that case my man you had better go loaded with a gift for the kid, to win him over and score some points with the mother.’ That is how Misha ended up buzzing up to the apartment at six o’clock that night, his arms loaded with a Batman action figure for the kid, and a bunch of white roses for Froo. Her disembodied voice came through the intercom, ‘Hello.’ ‘It’s me Froo, Misha.’ ‘Push open the door and come on up, I’m on the first floor.’ Taking the stairs inside two at a time, he ran up.