понедельник, 24 ноября 2008 г.

Confession

Original: Confession

Lisa was on her deathbed, with her husband John at her side. He held her cold hand and tears silently streamed down his face. Her pale lips moved. “John,” she said quietly. “Hush,” he quickly interrupted, “don’t talk.” But she insisted. “John,” she said in her tired voice. “I have to talk. I must confess.” “There is [...]

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