Another day another Molly o' Slay
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Here's another peek at the story that will be posted tomorrow:
Arthur was the first to break the silence. "You okay, darlin'?" he asked, turning to face you. His eyes were soft, concerned, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for him.
You nodded weakly, still trying to catch your breath. Arthur smiled and pulled you into a tight embrace, his hand gently stroking your hair as you tried to regain some semblance of normalcy.
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The feeling when you keep hitting all the mud puddles on the trip (and lose your hat on the way) but your husband stays pristine clean.
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