Logan isn't coming... He called me this morning, and we were both in such good spirits... it was the weekend. He was supposed to come...
"Okay, I'm going to get my brakes fixed, and I'll call you when I'm on the road." Okay, no problem. I wait, I wait. I wait. I come home, there's a message on my answering machine from him, asking me to call,
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