Two Mistakes Ago

Two Mistakes Ago

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Little Miss Sheila has this habit of bringing homeless men to live with her, homeless men who always turned out to be disastrous male parasites... But nobody seemed to care about the trouble she had to put up with for her hospitality... Nobody except her walk clock...that wall clock was actually hosting the soul of a dead old man. In other words Sheila was practically living with a ghost...and she had no idea something like that was going on. After going through hell accommodating these men, she vowed never to bring anymore 'mistakes' to her home... Well, not till someone special needed a place to pass the night.... Someone she had a bad bad crush on...Who can turn a deaf ear, when love calls?...
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