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215: Sunday, Mid Morningish (and it's always said Sunday. Really.)
Jack sighed as he blinked up at the ceiling.
He hadn't slept well last night, not after Parker's visit. Too much to process, too much whirring through his head. But he'd meant everything he'd told her.
Deliberately forcing his mind away from that, he cast after something more pleasant to think about. Friday afternoon. Oh yes, that would do ( Read more... )