But why is she always crying? He wished he knew more. He wished he knew her better. He wished he could get to know her but in truth it wasn’t his pl...ce. He didn’t know her and she didn’t know him. There she was again. She was outside, working on her gardens, and…and again she was in tears. He wasn’t doing anything that day. He just so happened to be outside when he saw her. But seeing that she was crying, again, he wondered if everything was okay. “Miss,” he said. “Miss…is everything alright?”. With no weapons but my bare hands available, I nevertheless crept down the stairs. As I neared the kitchen, my ears detected sobbing. That made me relax and I moved quickly to the door. Angie sat at the kitchen table. Her clothes were soaked, her brown hair wet and bedraggled, and she was crying. “Ang?” I said softly. My wife looked at me. “Oh God, David. I’m so fucking tired and cold and wet and …,” she managed to stammer out before sobs took over. I walked quickly over to where Angie sat and. More

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