We’d moved into our brand new house five months ago. It had been a frantic but exhilarating time, organising all the wedding preparations as well as... selling my house and Drew’s flats in Montague Street. And all the hard work had definitely been worth it, everything falling into place just in time for what everyone later told me was a wonderful wedding, a small but perfectly formed affair. Just fifty members of our close family and friends helped us celebrate, with Drew, his best man Iain, his. I’m not gloating, just stating facts. You can’t fix stupid, to quote one of history’s most famous philosophers, Ron White.Ivanya went to law school instead, opting for a more steady employ with the family business, but unsure that she really wanted to help run it. She had provided the male heir for the next generation. She had help, yes, and it was painful and devastating to the family, in its entirety, but Ivan was healthy, and brilliant, and a Gasst, and that was something.The life of Charlie. Suddenly the ponies stopped charging at him, and the crofter himself took note, stopping from time to time to brush his hands over the massive leaves. One day, the crofter came, but he wasn’t alone, this time he brought his wife, a terrifying looking woman, whose face reminded him of the pony’s backsides as they cantered away from him. As the crofter spread his arms wide, her face split into a Cheshire cat smile, displaying at least three good teeth and miles of gum. Her two meaty hands dived. I’ll see you in the parking lot.” You grab both your bags and walk over to the parking lot. You can see Danielle standing next to her car. “Hi,” you say as you drop your bags. “Hey,” she replies. Danielle has got her arms crossed over each other. You pull her in for a hug and kiss her forehead. “What’s wrong?” you say as you break the kiss. Danielle leans against you and starts to sob. “I’ve got some problems with my health,” she whispers, unable to speak because of her emotions. “Is it.