“Stiffness? This is it.
You have no right to question my authenticity if you don’t stand up for love.”
“If that is the expectation then am sorry. Am a weak man. Please forgive me.”
For a while she was crestfallen.
In a jiffy she ran, held him from behind and said “I love you anyway.”
Friday, March 9, 2007
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