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Not A Saint
The cold air hit my face, and I sucked in a deep breath as my eyes fluttered open. Glancing at Gloria, I let out a yawn. “You follow me here?”
“Guess so.” she mumbled, shrugging her shoulders and not looking at all very saint like. Biting at my lip and staring at her, I let out a sigh.
“Gloria, I’m not a Saint. Hell, I’m no where near good.” the words were mumbled, full of distaste as I let out a groan and stretched. Gloria shook her head, giving me a small smile.
“I’m not a Saint either Jimmy. We’re just one huge fucked up duo.”
I didn’t know what it was, but a bright grin lit up my face.
“Guess so.” she mumbled, shrugging her shoulders and not looking at all very saint like. Biting at my lip and staring at her, I let out a sigh.
“Gloria, I’m not a Saint. Hell, I’m no where near good.” the words were mumbled, full of distaste as I let out a groan and stretched. Gloria shook her head, giving me a small smile.
“I’m not a Saint either Jimmy. We’re just one huge fucked up duo.”
I didn’t know what it was, but a bright grin lit up my face.