Chapter Sixteen
Frank was yawning.
Diane slept soundly in the park.
'Let's go to my house, it's late'.
'Yes, it is late', she admitted.
And he took her to his apartment, as the darkness consumed the city of Michigan.
Page 17.
ns 15.158.61.12da2
Penana
search
Loginarrow_drop_down
Registerarrow_drop_down
