George Michael was packed, ready to go. Funny how he only had two suitcases. A pack rat he was not.
He was sitting on the couch, hands resting on his thighs, thinking of Mary and wondering how she would be after he's gone. He thought good. She was strong and she loved him; she would be fine.
He thought briefly of Joanna and his first sexual
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