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A mother’s words for her 388 year-old son

Posted on June 18, 2008 by James Steerforth

“Your frequent visits will pay off someday.” “Are you sure, ma? I’ve been seeing Daisy for more than thirteen years now. Every Wednesday I take her flowers.” “Her heart is bound to open up to you, Beal.” “Once she asked … Continue reading →

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