..”Karen said, “Those are crap! I’d rather count telephone poles.”I couldn’t resist. “You know who was the first telephone Pole—Alexande... Graham Bellinski.” I was answered with three groans.Karen’s knee jammed into the back of my seat as she said, “Dave, I sure hope we’re not going to have to listen to your crappy puns all week.”Ken jumped in, “Hey Karen, why don’t you read that new Dan Brown book to us?”Cindy and I both agreed that sounded like a good idea.“I’m not sure I want to,” Karen. No ... noooo." Hope couldn't go on, and put her head in his shoulder, and began to cry."Princess your makeup — Oh 'jamais mon esprit, je prendrai soin de lui, ' let it out honey, let it all out," he said as he quietly exhaled in a vain attempt to hold his own emotions in check. Lynn cradled his sobbing daughter and gently rocked her in his arms. "It's okay, it's okay," he said in his soothing feminine voice. "Let it out, Hope, let it out." Lynn stared out into the room as his mind recalled that. More

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