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Dear you. Thanks for ruining me.
Roy inherited the rum shop from his dead uncle. His uncle has no family; he lived alone in the back of his rum shop. Just before he died, Roy was informed of a distant uncle living on eastern side of the island. Roy, then in late twenties has no experience of running a business or for that...
By Marie Detruis
Rain + Headache = need aspirin!
Poetry | Updated Mar 13, 2007 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2