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Ah the irony of it all.
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But the flame burning inside his heart was different now. It would never
be the same again. He knew it. Jane knew it. There was no turning back. The road into Vegas was dusty and hot. He pulled over at a bar just outside of town and ordered a drink. He knew what was about to happen. |
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the voice in the back of her mind was thinking of the irony of it all
how did this happen........ |
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But he was going anyway.
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The old neighbourhood. The old crowd. He was different now but would
they understand? |
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He would find out soon enough.
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Jane was home picking up the pieces of the glass vase she threw at the
wall when he left. He'll be back she thought ... he always comes back... |
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she sat around for days
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knowing he'd blow off some steam in Vegas......but he'd be back
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watching the clock...he had never been gone this long without contact
before. |
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but still she knows......he'll be back
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then one day while looking out the window
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along comes this dude with long side burns, a gliding hip swinging walk,
and a rhinestone suit... |
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she couldnt believe her eyes
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but there he was...in the flesh..Porter Wagoner
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"No!," she cried, "it can't be!!! Not again!!!"
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"Yes its me" he said. "How do you like the wagon wheels on my rhinestone
suit?" |
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"ummm there are interesting", she replied half under her breath
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He invites her out to see his tourbus.
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She should have known better but she had never been inside a tour bus
before ... curiosity got the better of her and he followed him out back... |
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