Be that as it may


“Be that as it may”,her voice softening as if losing interest in that particular thought. Glasses slipping down her glistening nose. The tears not yet dry on her beautiful face. She reached back to adjust the height of her pants,fingers curled under the waist band.It was a sure sign she was just getting started. I wasn’t ready for what came next.

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