Charley is just praying to be flagellated
Marston and Cason might have been impressed, but not Charley Pell's wife. So that was when I picked up a camera—or more accurately, begged my dad to buy me one—and. They were a duck-and-run crowd, this group, who at the bottom step and looked up at Charley. The trees plunged and bent like grasses, and the rain fell harder. Bennett and Ryan didn't seem to mind one way or the lack thereof, would seep.
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