They stayed close to their home and the people who knew them best. Because once they strayed beyond the orbit, there were too many questions that infuriated them.
"So when are you two love birds going to start a family?" his mother would ask them with a grin, usually after she had told an anecdote about the wonder of her granddaughter, Chloe.
"We're already a family, Ma," Paulo told his mother, told her again and again until she finally got it. "A family of two."
"So when are you two love birds going to start a family?" his mother would ask them with a grin, usually after she had told an anecdote about the wonder of her granddaughter, Chloe.
"We're already a family, Ma," Paulo told his mother, told her again and again until she finally got it. "A family of two."
Dear Tony,
How can I not agree with you, ever?
Sincerely, Me
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