The Mysticke Krewe of Theseus — Chapter Nine
How’s the Lamborghini?” Trey swirled the egg nog in his glass as if it were the very finest wine and tried to sound completely casual as he asked it.
Tinsley smiled. “You will be relieved to know she is in good hands.”
“You called her ‘she,’” said Trey, in surprise.
“My landlord happens to be a man after your own heart. He wouldn’t let me park it at the airport.”
Trey looked aghast. “You were going to park her at the airport?”
Tinsley decided not to say that she had left it there over Thanksgiving. “Well, he wouldn’t let me. I even gave him the key so he would drive her while I was away and she wouldn’t feel neglected.”
“Good. I like this guy.”
“Yeah, I thought you would.”
“What kind of car does he drive?”
“A Porsche. I don’t think he has quite as much money to burn as you.”
Hmm. It’s been an afternoon of tea and awesome reading. Thank you!
You’re welcome! Glad you enjoyed!
Да по чему бы и нет??!! просто стараться надо иногда.
Согласен с автором по поводу информации.
Нашёл, то что искал! Отдельное спасибо за сборники! Нет слов!
Тоже верно, хотя многие бы не согласились.
тут интересно, но надо и поспать.
Приятно работать на таких ресурсах.
Nice post! GA is also my biggest earning. However, it’s not a much.
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