“I thought we might need these and I checked the batteries while you called to wake up Buckshot. “You can’t help him any more, Willy; he’s gone.” Rick pulled the grieving man away from his friend. Okxxx The onlookers listened respectfully; each of them was thinking their own private thoughts of Jim Murphy and of other friends lost in times gone by, but never forgotten. “Breakfast is ready, Sweetheart.” Michelle spoke in the sexy voice that never failed to thrill Rick. The odors of rot and decay were overcome by the awful stench of stale urine and human feces. He was one year behind me; we were inducted down at the old Federal Building downtown in the same group.”
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