mánudagur, nóvember 21, 2005

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Love

Harry Katzenjammer was in love with Ruth Rosenberg. He loved everything about her; her eyes, her mouth, her neck, her long black hair. He loved the way she walked, talked, laughed, shook her head, smiled and sang. He even loved the way she moved across a room, like a gentle cool breeze on a warm summer evening. Harry had been in love with Ruth for a long time. However, there was a slight problem. Ruth was a married woman, but for some strange reason that didn't bother him. “Of course,” he answered when reminded of that fact, “what do you expect? A fine woman like Ruth Rosenberg should be married.”

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