Crackplot fallout for all
Continued from here.
Molly was curled against Jonathan, lightly playing her fingers across his chest and resting her head on his shoulder. She was quite content to lie there with him for as long as he liked, happier than she remembered being in quite a long while.
Finally, she says softly, "Twas not marred overmuch, I hope, by my condition. For thee."
Molly was curled against Jonathan, lightly playing her fingers across his chest and resting her head on his shoulder. She was quite content to lie there with him for as long as he liked, happier than she remembered being in quite a long while.
Finally, she says softly, "Twas not marred overmuch, I hope, by my condition. For thee."