"What are you going to do with the money and the house in Jacksonville?"
“I will rent the house; That way, if I ask myself for a vacation, I'll know what it means to live off the income. The money... Maybe I'll buy another apartment. Bigger one.
"One that fits you and... I don't know, Yuri Sandoval?"
“She is tiny, she fits anywhere. And it's too soon.
"Don't tell me you don't want to, rascal."
“I'm not saying I don't want to, but you have to let things settle. Not in case it turned out to be a passing whim. I can differentiate an arbitrary whim from... other things, infinitely more important. I just need time. As always. To organize my problems and not touch her or by chance.
“What kind of problems?
Marc was silent for a moment, looking at his brother. Wentworth should be coming down and as random as it might seem, I wanted to take advantage of that little space to say thank you. A lot had happened in a short s
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