’ ‘It’s no use blaming me, Gerald,’ uttered Roding, shrugging helplessly as his senior turned questioning eyes on him. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. He made it impossible not to respond, his arms tightening deliciously around hers. The poor boy, wanting his empty coat! The incident, however, caused her to review the recent events. ” She shifted again.
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