
***A continuation of the last story with Tom and Shelley here*** “Oh Tom, it’s not you, really.” Shelley said. Then she heaved a sigh. An ominous, brace-yourself-buddy-for-what-I’m-going-to-lay-down kind of sigh. A sigh indicating a wish that this beach had a convenient swim-up bar at which to purchase some Dutch Courage. “I don’t even know how […]
March 30, 2012
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