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"I guided Ashley to a chair and helped her sit down. She was still crying. I excused myself and then went into the bathroom and got a box of tissues. When I got back to the living room I put the box down in front of Ashley and then sat down in the chair I was in before."Ashley, do you love Greg?" asked Sarah to start things off. It was a hell of a way to start."More than anything in the world," Ashley sobbed."Did you know that he loves you too?" asked Sarah.Ashley nodded and looked at me. I. ‘I think it is a bit to busy here’‘Yeh lets go somewhere more private’, she said, standing up and leading me by the hand through the arch.‘Where can we go Alex’‘Go through the gate’ I suggested.We walked up the garden path and eventually came out onto the little patch of grass on the edge of a field, looking down over the valley.‘Care to join me?’ I asked, sitting down on the soft grass.She sat next to me and purred ‘It’s beautiful up here isnt it’‘I love it, its peaceful’, I muttered, leaning. It hurt like a knife wound stabbed in the heart but thank God I have friends that love me for who I am. My best friend Rachel was the first I told and awaiting my call. Tears rolling down my face I ran to the end of my parents’ driveway and before I could even close my flip-phone, she had pulled up in her red Camaro rolling her window down.“Veronica, oh my God get in!” Rachel exclaimed.“I told them. I told them everything and they kicked me out. My dad screamed at me and called me a. "Oh, sorry! We're not open today." Sammy turned around to see a man coming out from the door she'd just tried. "We're trying to get a new exhibit set up. You see, we kind of do performance art things here, and so there's a lot of preparation that goes into it." "That's cool. When do you plan on opening?" Sammy replied as she got back out of the car."Well, it was supposed to be yesterday, but one of our artists is unavailable, so we'll have to find a replacement." I see, can't you just put.
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