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Fever Talk
By Patt
I’m watching Blair move gracefully as he makes dinner and I realize how much I love watching. He doesn’t even have to do much. With me, it’s like an illness. I can’t seem to clear it up. Yeah, that’s it, an infection. I have an infection called Blair Sandburg.
Wow, wouldn’t it be nice if I had some type of anti-biotic to help clear it up? Something like, sex? That would be a perfect answer for it. But I’m a chicken shit. I’ll never say a word. The infection is here to stay. Thankfully, so is he. I’m so glad.
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