Do you feel it is good to continue with me?
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (England - Liverpool, Manchester, Lancashire, Cheshire)Transcript
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how different it felt after that day, Len could barely wait to see Santa every afternoon, and he sensed that she knew it. She smiled at him. Ask his eyes for her around the room. We know. He asked her if she could stay defy minute, just for one glass of wine, she to her head. But she wasn't cruel about it. Len wasn't oblivious to the pattern off her refuses, but he pretended to be even knowing what her response would be. He asked anyway, because he even like how she refused him, shaking her head just slightly, her eyes guide. And then one Thursday evening, when he had in, waited her to dinner for the I'm didnt down. She lifted the lid off the port on the style and sniffed at it, appraising Lee. Len held his breed. Okay, she said. At last I was today, Lynn could not contain his delight. Great, he's a dizzy, So I'm going to stay for dinner. Sarah lingered after dinner, sleeping her wine and driven Jesse. Asked if she would read their bettering books that night, she noted. I would love to, she said, while she was in the bedroom reading to the girls land, quickly cleaned up the kitchen, his heart pounding. By the time he finished the dishes, she still had not a most. She poured himself under glass of wine, and then, after a post, he filled the empty glass that Sarah had left on the counter. He took both glasses out on the tiny deck behind the apartment, leaving the door open so that he would hear her her fit her glass down on the railing and stood looking into the night of October Already. Not that anyone could tell. Len thought he had learned to accept that in our catcher. The shift in seasons meant little more than a deep off. A few degrees the summer for giving way to Windows are trained. Len looked up so place to see a few stars winking in the dark sky. A light went bill blue, rustling the high limbs off the secure in the yard, certainly SAR awas at his side, startling him. Sorry, she said. I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't hear you. I was being great and awkward, silent dissented. Sara took her head back, and her eyes followed the Matthew chunk off the secure up into the night. Len let his days arrest for a moment on the pay Tom print at the base or her throat. He followed. Sorry, he's a at last. Justin toward the interior. I didn't mean to subject you to that. Oh, no, it was nice. He took a while with the Okay. Yes. I sat with him for a bit afterwards. Just Uncle Day fell asleep. I never do that. That is what Jesse said. I said it was a treat. Lance, might. They are asleep boldly. That's a treat.