How lucky was Matthew Fenton? Not only to see Marty Curtis again, but for her to sit down next to him at the breakfast table like he was her best friend in the world.
She was like the girl in the Clarol ad.
And the closer he gets… the better you look.
She didn’t have that carefree look today. Something was wrong and it didn’t take long for her to start telling Fenton the trouble.
From TRINITY SPRINGS FORWARD
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