You can mow the lawn. Wave at the neighbors with the goofy, cartoon smile of yours. I'll come out in something skimpy with a try of lemonade. The boys'll pretend not to know us.
[She sighs dreamily and rests her cheek against his palm.] We'll convince everyone we're making meth and slaughtering virgins in the basement. Just like normal people.
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Date: 2011-05-02 04:19 am (UTC)[She sighs dreamily and rests her cheek against his palm.] We'll convince everyone we're making meth and slaughtering virgins in the basement. Just like normal people.