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www.192.tw栗子小说 m.lizi.twfatherspentstofhistio,heprettyisleadingiressionanddescribedithadbeearttheshopandhistypicaldaysrangely,hesaidnothingatallaboutcatherine,overheresauldonlywonder.
astheytalkedouedtobla..thefreshair,thebreezeintheirfaentoftheboatallnspiredtoeasetheirearlieervousness.
aftereerthelasttishedhadadatelikethis.notonagain,nordidheseeoexpeorefroerthisevening.stoftheinbostoosharetheattitudethatiftheyethingu.itattitudebuttypiohelessandshefoundthegerefreshing.
edtobesavasilentntforhielf.blohisseat.
”ithinkitsabouttiostasifregrettingthatthetripingtoanend.
afeiertheboatuchstrohanithadbeenearlier.garrettstoodatthespokeforalongselfsooffbalance.
ontheirlastsailtogether,iliarity.
laterthatnight,afterkinglove,catherinelaybygarrettsside,skiingherfingersacrosshischest,sayingnothing.
”areyouthinking”heaskedfinally.
”justthatididntthinkiteoneaschasiloveyou,”shewhispered.
garrettranhisfingerdoherineseyesneverlefthis.
”ididntthinkither,”heansly.”idontknoideverdohoutyou.”
”akeaprose”
”anything.”
”ifanythingeverdoeshappento,prosethatyoullfindsooneelse.”
”idontthinkiuldloveanyoneexceptyou.”
”justprose,okay”
ittookanttoansakesyouhappy,iprose.”
hesledtenderly.
.”iappy,garrett.”
eryfinallyfaded,garrettpasses,theyusedthestarstonavigatetheseas.overthere,youseepolaris.italsduenorth.”
theresalookedupintothesky.”hoaritis”
”youuserkerstars.youseethebigdipper”
”sure.”
”ifyoudrathetakeupthetipofthespoon,theyllpointtothenorthstar.”
theresausingaboutgarrettahingsthatiedhisailing,diving,fishing,navigationbystarsanythingtodoed,thattobealoneforhoursonend.
honehand,garrettreachedforthenavybluerainathedleftheedtohavesailedarouiofafrica,butnoonebelievedthattheyhaddobecausetheyshatthenorthstardisappearedhalfhroughtheirvoyage.butithad.”
”why”
”beisphere.thatshoostthousandyearsbeforethey.”
shenodded,iginingtheirfaraan.itbitious,orevenportant,heseedtolivelifeonhisos.thereethingsteriousanddifferentabouttheethibefore.
garrettglaherselfpicturingitolightlytracetheoutlineofhercheek.heshookhisheadthen,tryingtopushthethoughtaway.
butheuldnt.thebreezeadesothingtighteninhisstoch.hoenortherightpace...northerightperson.deepdohingagain.
”ihopeiyou,”hesaidfinally,ness.”ivealerestedinthosetypesofstories.”
shefausthavegh.itsoheadintosothielyfn.”
”no,itsnot,”hesaid,feelingasifshedsohoind.
thelightsfrohebuildingsalongtheshoreseedtoflickerinthesloadeaetitarina.
eventhoughgarretthadsaidheusuallysailedalone,sheeanshekionsheogive,hehadion
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