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having sat upscratching his bedhead  absently Wha are the chances

she was right therebeside him taskmaster first  Ifya like we can figure it out.

he smiledshook his head no 
                             No no  lets lay here a moment longer on the heels of his hands he shifted his hips downlaid back  Just an expression

An idiom.

he was looking at the ceilingblinked rolled onto his elbow to face her  Yes beautiful an idiom  I coud swear some mornings you wakeseems you had your morning coffee wayway ahead of the game

she smiled mischievously Sometimes feels that way.   bunched her nose

Id happily be your donut 
she gave him a quick jab with her elbow  You are my donut.

they laughed they tickled themselves    

What were you thinking?

I wasntya know me shit occurs
                                  I coudwe coud figure the chances count the nights in my life wed have the odds  First time ever

You’d recall if you had before.

I woudyes 



   Sharing?
Yes 
     I share everything with you

she smiled reassured 
                       there will always be a part of herno matter how well she knows his words are gospel that she needs to be reassured

he didnt mind she was cheated as a child   she absorbed those slights long before they met
                                                                                                    Farfetched
You went a long way to get it.

I did 
      I fetched

Then to your credit. Many woudnt. 
                                       Did you throw it? 
I lost it  I was perturbed I had 
                                I farfetched all night 
Found it.

Yes.

What was it?

he smiled bemused Possibly the best part  No sooner had I found itwas aware I had it vanishedFARFETCHED in both ears waking me 


I felt you start.

I felt me start Jolted 



Are you okay?

I am thank you How can I not be 
                                    Ive you an found something farfetched

throughout the AM,  New Years Day – Sunday,  1  1. 23
0957,  New Years Day

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