01-08-2011, 01:43 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-08-2011, 01:44 AM by Casey the furry one.)
Casey continue to weep as he held his wife close. "John my cousin said you killed my dad when went on several controlled rampages for month. This happened fifteen months ago," he said with a heavy sigh. After a minute he stopped crying, "I can forgive you because you were doing your job... but on a personal level I just don't know," he almost whispered.
It had been about three hours ago when they go into the limo and they were about half way to their destination. Johnathon rolled down the window that divided the front from the back. "We are coming up to a rest stop do you all want to get out to get something to eat, drink and get out of those stuffy clothes?" he suggested.
It had been about three hours ago when they go into the limo and they were about half way to their destination. Johnathon rolled down the window that divided the front from the back. "We are coming up to a rest stop do you all want to get out to get something to eat, drink and get out of those stuffy clothes?" he suggested.