"Mhm, mhm, hold that thought." Marilyn held her finger up and picked up her glass of wine, quickly finishing the contents, she cleared her throat and asked, "What are you bitching about?" @ggstarterblog
"I don't bitch about anything, young Sinclair. I talk, and if people can't handle that, then that is on them." He shrugged. "How are you doing though? How are your mother and your sister?"






















