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Michael was yelling. "I should be fucking mad at you! | ||
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I love every part of him, every mood, from the elation of completing a complicated legal brief, to the tears that fill his eyes when we're watching a sad movie. They're all part of welovecock the man that is Michael, the man who's handing me my morning coffee. | ||
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I turned hard left and drove through the center of the highway again and headed back. I picked up the car phone and called Rosie. | ||
"I just found him."
I stopped just as we were approaching the nurses stand in the emergency room. Michael kept walking for a second before he realized that I had stopped then welovecock he walked back to me.