The night was dark with no sign of a moon or a star in sight. I was cold and confused about why it was taking so long for my exboyfriend, Jeff to get back with our son. He was spossed to have him back to me by eight. Jeff knows how much I hate it when they are late getting back. It is now ten and lucky for him, my little boy and I just moved to Bum-Fuck, Virginia. Where cell phone reception is nonexestent. I am really starting to worry now, so I go inside and make my very first cup of coffee out here in the stix. My Starbucks should probley be traded in for Folgers at somepoint.
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