I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had writing it. Lot of hugs and kisses to Honeycaramelbits for the wonderful editing. Please remember to comment and vote. Kaya ************** His father has been back in Georgia for three and a half weeks now and he was only now seeing him. They were not estranged by a...
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