"I don't want your money," I laugh, finding my coat thrown across the couch and shrugging it on. "You talk about Joe being such a hard ass. Burning you with crosses and shit. Reeling you in and hurting you, then tossing you away? I think I'd rather have that. At least it's something."
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Date: 2007-12-21 05:03 am (UTC)