The Breakfast Club

Posted on | by Jay
I know we are both thinking exactly same thing: We are with The Breakfast Club. Light rain spatters on the windshield and then stops. The few wet leaves that are adhering to the car’s hood (bonnet) rustle slightly in the occasional gust of wind but are not dislodged. The bare limbs

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