“I know a romantic place for us to go.” I pointed my cigar at the wheel of my Bentley. “Wanna drive?” She shook her head.
“I’m thirteen.”
Evert Asberg lives and works in Europe.
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by Evert Asberg
by Evert Asberg
“I know a romantic place for us to go.” I pointed my cigar at the wheel of my Bentley. “Wanna drive?” She shook her head.
“I’m thirteen.”
Evert Asberg lives and works in Europe.