Please don’t cry; we all have to go sometime. I’m sorry about the mess. The will is in the safe. I can never see you again.
J.R. Johnson lives north of the border and likes it.
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by J.R. Johnson
by J.R. Johnson
Please don’t cry; we all have to go sometime. I’m sorry about the mess. The will is in the safe. I can never see you again.
J.R. Johnson lives north of the border and likes it.