Richard threw back the covers that had conformed to his body through the night like a cloth form of shrink-wrap and swung his legs over the side of his bed. The coolness of the pumpkin pine hardwood floors was a pleasant relief for his feet. His feet were always warm and toasty in the morning. Almost hot.
Sitting still on the edge of his bed for a coupl…
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