Moving in - Roger Taylor
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Last published Wed, May 22, 2019
I heard the doorbell ring and went to open it. There he finally was, carrying 2 suitcases. I looked behind him to see his car parked in my driveway. He had a grin on his face as he came in and threw his things onto the floor. What had I gotten myself into?
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