Hel­lo every­one! Hope you’re all hav­ing a won­der­ful week­end. I spend my week­ends work­ing at the Evil Empire, so while you’re at the beach, at least think of me.  Again, con­tin­u­ing from last week’s post, my six sen­tences of the week:

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“Maybe deep down he want­ed to get caught.”

            “You think he wants a divorce?” Susan whis­pered the d‑word, which made her south­ern drawl even more pronounced.

            Brynn rolled her eyes. Susan couldn’t even say the word sex with­out blush­ing. “I don’t care what he wants. He’s get­ting a divorce whether he likes it or not.”

There are so many country/western songs that could apply to this post, but I won’t get start­ed. See you all next week, and don’t for­get to check out the posts from my fel­low SSS par­tic­i­pants at the offi­cial web­site.