"Oh, darling, that's a sin. Mark and Orlinda?" And the child she was carrying. Ah. Jack moved over on the couch so he was closer to Greg, his hand moving to pat the man's arm, "Oh, Gregory. I've nothing to say that is wise nor comforting, I'm sure, when it comes to this world. However. You do have Ray, the girls, dare I say it, me, ecetera, ecetera, and we are all sticking around, I'm certain. Come Hell or high water," He wasn't sure about that, and he knew Greg would know that, but he didn't care. Again with the effort.
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