I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I would never hurt you … you know that. I just needed to … I had to have some space to think. I woul... never leave you like this, Jeanette. I still love you, and somehow we’ll figure out how to get through this. Whatever happens, don’t think for a moment that I don’t love you.’ She began to cry again and pressed herself once more into his body. She held him tightly to the point where she was hurting him as she gripped his arms fiercely. ‘Oh, Brent. I’m. " and she giggled again, "It's nice to know I can still do that to a man." Don't be silly mum, you're very pretty and you know it." Pretty, me?"I looked at her face, she meant it, she really didn't believe that she was pretty."Yes you, you're lovely, I mean it." Flatterer." she laughed, "Come on, let's drink, I've got four years of being sober to make up for."It was a lovely warm evening and we spent a pleasant hour or so drinking cold lager and eating half charred burgers while chatting about. "Whatever it is, it is advanced. You should have come to me before now." Advanced? I just noticed a loss of appetite two days ago. Jack, what is it?" How much do you weigh, Reginald?" You know as well as I -- until lately, I dare say. I've weighed precisely fifteen stone for years." You are now fourteen stone four, two hundred pounds even. You've lost ten pounds and, according to my records, you've also lost an inch of your height." Nonsense. Impossible!" I'm inclined to agree. My records must. Ow stop judging your reading this
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