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We crisscrossed Denver and the surrounding suburbs chasing every "For Rent" sign we could find. "Well, if you hear anything, please give me a call.
Thank you," Darlene frowned as she hung up the phone.
The men she flirted with as she worked her way around the tavern were flattered, flustered, and fearful of her attention. After ten or fifteen minutes of flagrantly flirting Darlene returned to her seat to regroup and refuel. Can I have another one to keep this one company," Darlene touched his hand, and if her smile had been any warmer, the barkeep would have erupted into flame. " Darlene laughed as she raised her index finger and traced a point on the invisible blackboard in the air. She would always laugh and respond, "I guess that would make me a grave robber." A few things attracted me to Darlene. She was so easy going that I once tried to give her the nickname, Lake Placid.
Our financial camel lay mortally wounded, it's back Wroke beyond repair.
We needed a new place to live, and we needed it fast.
She looked at me, turned slightly and studied the calendar hanging on the refrigerator door, looked back into my eyes.
"That was our last best lead, we're screwed," Darlene slumped in her chair. Darlene's posture suddenly changed as she sat upright in her chair and the corner of her mouth turned upwards as a smile lit up her eyes. "What kinda random question is this and where is it going?