Kenneth Hoffman, 9 february 2012
So much for a gift of surprise,
Mother’s gift was a doll that cries.
My friends are coming, all with presents,
Today's my birthday and no French lesson.
Mother said I could stay up real late
And I don't have to kiss the boy I hate.
Almost everybody's coming and we'll have (... więcej)
Kenneth Hoffman, 7 february 2012
Eva patiently waited for her stepbrother, Robert, to end his drone about the money he was to get from the will – something about opening a business with other people’s money and having the bank foreclose on some recalcitrant properties. It didn’t seem fair that Robert would inherit everything (... więcej)
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