He felt likescreaming out in rage at the top of his voice. He kicked a nearby bin ashard as he could, pain shooting right up his toes and into his leg... Hewas fuming, his face was red hot, and his eyes became bloodshot. He satdown on the entrance steps and rubbed the back of his head, breathingheavily. He did not notice but he was shaking with nerves andfrustration. He could feel something inside him, ready to pop like aballoon if he was not thrown a bone. He reviewed his situation. He hadbeen. After fifteen minutes that doorbell rang and I flew to open it. Brad was in his usual t-shirt, board shorts, flip flops look. He was holding a fairly large cardboard box and I assumed that it was heavy. He gave me a tight bear hug and carried the box upstairs. Moments later, he came back down with a sheet of paper and a pen. ‘Read and sign this, if you agree, we can start.’ Start what? The writing on the sheet of paper answered my question. ‘I, Isabelle Chan, am willing to be Brad O’Donnell’s. More

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