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Lipstick

“Be this lipstick on your collar, McNeer?”, The question inside him struck fear - But, a lie he’d not tell - “ ‘T was ye sister, Belle …” Funerals' tomorrow I hear.

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Date: 5/27/2014 8:55:00 PM
You ain't right Jack... Smiling, Arlene
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Date: 5/27/2014 9:09:00 PM
Ha! Yeah ... I know, Arlene. Have a good one ... and thank you for stoppin' by! Jack C