The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. If you want me, you know where to find me. You’re never going to believe this, by the way. In rushed Mr. “I don’t know where to go to. ‘How much does he know?’ Without waiting for a reply, she turned narrowed eyes on Gerald. Mike chimed in. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. He gets his brains from Carolyn. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. He looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly, and jet black.
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