In my grief I blindly put faith in a watch that my grandfather had sent to me that he said would turn back time. xxvideo “Sure babe, what do you wanna talk about?” Tina’s hair shined as she turned to face me, the light making it seem redder than it was brown for an instant, “You don’t have to be nervous, I just want to talk.” I knew that I was slightly on edge, but I quickly denied it, “I’m not nervous babe, should I be?” A smile briefly flashed across her face before she answered, “I can tell you’re nervous, you only call me babe when you are.” With a just a hint of anger I retorted, “I told you I’m not nervous ba-” With a sigh I looked down at
