All I saw was one black cat, an insultingly paranoid type who shrank off as I drew near.

Each day, the mind drives life to the heart's destination.

She might say: “This mess will clear up if you take that troublemaker there — What’s your name? You, with the goatee — out and shoot him. Do it now.”--Glory Road; Heinlein

I'm a doctor," she reminded him. “Nothing embarrasses me.”   “Yeah? So if I call the hospital while you’re making rounds, you won’t be embarrassed when I have the operator page Dr. Smarty-pants?

Written By Julie Garwood

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