excerpt “Who knows?”Paul and Jennifer locked stares. “You still want to do this, don’t you?” she asked him.“Yes,” he nodded. A minute passed.Finally David spoke. “So Paul, if you’re really going to leave, can I have your leather jacket?”★Breakfast was chaotic. At first, Ivan Nikolaevich announced to the diners that their departure would be delayed […]
Jazz with Ella
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