A Simple Twist Of Fate.

'I can't believe it's you,' he says. 'After all this time. You still look great. Better than you did when you were 17.' He hasn't changed - smooth operator - my mother called him, but I accept the compliment in the spirit with which I hope it is intended. He looks good too; well-travelled, lean,... Continue Reading →

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