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Saturday, October 27, 2012

Rachael had a lost and confused look on her face as if she didn't know why she was sitting there. She looked as if she didn't belong.And she wouldn't look at Stephen while she rubbed her stomach. "Thats a nice shirt." "Objection." shouted Lawyer Phillips. "Over ruled. "I object." "Over ruled."... Sign in to see full entry.

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