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I leaned forward and wrapped him in my arms my hands lightly holding his face. I spoke very softly. | ||
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"Ralph?" Michael said a little loudly. "He worked for my gaynboston Dad, he's kinda old. | ||
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"Thank you. This weekend, the ring..............you." My eyes were tearing up and I laid my chin on his shoulder, my arms were wrapped tight around him, his beating heart between my hands and my chest. | ||
"Nope boss. I got a call a couple of hours ago from that dude that I always talk to in Australia.