Emily, Just a Question

Emily, let me ask you something The life that you needed. Why did you love a poor guy? Lives dead. Our children. Hmm You don’t cry. Your children are dead I am sad. Disappointed. Field my life A life, a poor existence, walk on and off Emily. Here is the question. Answer it. What did you want from a general worker? Hmm. You were a hired woman against me. English Mata Hari. Emily. Hmm. I forgive you. A millionaire woman ate the life of a poor man. Hmm. Nothing happened. I drop your hand. Best of the best Hmm. Goodbye Passed Love Find him St. Andrew's Church Kingsbury A thousand-year-old cemetery