Sarah came home this morning and hustled up to my room before mom could see her still in her dress, disheveled hair and smeared make up. The ultimate walk of shame, I was unable to pick her up so her friend Brooke went to get her, from an apartment she didn't recognize and with no one she knew. Sarah had to gps her current location to figure out where she was with six strangers and a new contact in her phone : John Rochester, someone who is probably not from Rochester.
Liz's bruises from the mechanical bull are pretty brutal but she's wiping it away by singing along to Vanessa Williams "Colors of the Wind"
I can not walk. Have to crawl. Thanks to walking home from the subway station - five miiles? Laser surgery on my foot three days ago ...
Brendan is still asleep but will update soon on his MO.
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