” It was a bit like being on a “Godfather” movie set, without the mournful solo trumpet score.”
Copyright Mitchell Toews ©2016
SHE HAD ONCE BEEN A SHOW PONY, sleek of shank and withers. Now she walked the pool deck, eyes forward and a neutral look on her face. I watched her for a moment and noticed that her head described a perfectly level line as she strode along, barefoot and bikini-clad.
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