Received: from ip34.ip-91-134-151.eu ([91.134.151.34]:56811 helo=getthenewfirst.com) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1cTXnq-0000Fc-3g for lojban@lojban.org; Tue, 17 Jan 2017 09:44:18 -0800 Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2017 10:42:27 -0700 Mime-Version: 1 Message-ID: Subject: Gwen is returning to the show only to ruin Blake Shelton (23182084-live) From: "Agnes Hodges" To: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii X-Spam-Score: 2.1 (++) X-Spam_score: 2.1 X-Spam_score_int: 21 X-Spam_bar: ++ X-Spam-Report: Spam detection software, running on the system "stodi.digitalkingdom.org", has NOT identified this incoming email as spam. The original message has been attached to this so you can view it or label similar future email. If you have any questions, see the administrator of that system for details. Content preview: something different Keep it, he said. I want you to have it. She didnt ask why, because she wanted to keep it, too. She readjusted it and crossed her arms afterward to ward off the chill. For some reason, as she stood there she was reminded of standing on her front porch after a high school dance, waiting for a kiss. I had a great time tonight, he said. Thank you for finding me. I did, too, she answered. He summoned his courage. Will I see you tomorrow A simple question. She knew what the answer should be, especially if she wanted to keep her life simple. I dont think we should, was all she had to say, and it would end right here and now. But for a second she didnt say anything. The demon of choice confronted her then, teased her, challenged her. Why couldnt she say it She didnt know. But as she looked in his eyes to find the answer she needed, she saw the man shed once fallen in love with, and suddenly it all came clear. Id like that. Noah was surprised. He hadnt expected her to answer this way. He wanted to touch her then, to take her in his arms, but he didnt. Can you be here about noon Sure. What do you want to do Youll see, he answered. I know just the place to go. Have I ever been there before No, but its a special place. Where is it Its a surprise. Will I like it Youll love it, he said. She turned away before he could attempt a kiss. She didnt know if he would try but knew for some reason that if he did, she would have a hard time stopping him. She couldnt handle that right now, with everything going through her head. She slid behind the wheel, breathing a sigh of relief. Gwen is Returning To The Voice "I never imagine that I could dislike someone as much as I do" [...] Content analysis details: (2.1 points, 5.0 required) pts rule name description ---- ---------------------- -------------------------------------------------- 0.0 URIBL_BLOCKED ADMINISTRATOR NOTICE: The query to URIBL was blocked. See http://wiki.apache.org/spamassassin/DnsBlocklists#dnsbl-block for more information. 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She knew what the answer should be, especially if she wanted to keep her life simple. I dont think we should, was all she had to say, and it would end right here and now. But for a second she didnt say anything. The demon of choice confronted her then, teased her, challenged her. Why couldnt she say it She didnt know. But as she looked in his eyes to find the answer she needed, she saw the man shed once fallen in love with, and suddenly it all came clear. Id like that. Noah was surprised. He hadnt expected her to answer this way. He wanted to touch her then, to take her in his arms, but he didnt. Can you be here about noon Sure. What do you want to do Youll see, he answered. I know just the place to go. Have I ever been there before No, but its a special place. Where is it Its a surprise. Will I like it Youll love it, he said. She turned away before he could attempt a kiss. She didnt know if he would try but knew for some reason that if he did, she would have a hard time stopping him. She couldnt handle that right now, with everything going through her head. She slid behind the wheel, breathing a sigh of relief.

Gwen is Returning To The Voice
"I never imagine that I could
dislike someone as much as I do"

Since w have being together for quiet some time now, Blake went behind my back all last season and I am overthrow

Enough was enough had to end our relationship or return for another season to watch him. Gwen goes On Ellen and Tells All

Miracles He shut the door for her, and she started the engine. As the car idled, she rolled down the dow just a bit. See you tomorrow, she said, her eyes reflecting the moonlight. Noah waved as she backed the car out. She turned it around, then drove up the lane, heading toward town. He watched the car until the lights vanished behind far-off oak trees and the engine noise was gone. Clem wandered up to him and he squatted down to pet her, paying special attention to her neck, scratching the spot she couldnt reach anymore. After he looked up the road one last time, they returned to the back porch side by side. He sat in the rocker again, this time alone, trying once again to fathom the evening that had just passed. Thinking about it. Replaying it. Seeing it again. Hearing it again. Running it by in slow motion. He didnt feel like playing his guitar now, didnt feel like reading. Didnt know what he felt. Shes engaged, he finally whispered, and then was silent for hours, his rocker making the only noise. The night was quiet now, with little activity except for Clem, who visited him occasionally, checking on him as if to ask Are you all right And sometime after midnight on that clear October evening, it all rushed inward and Noah was overcome with longing. And if anyone had seen him, they would have seen what looked like an old man, someone whod aged a lifetime in just a couple of hours. Someone bent over in his rocker with his face in his hands and tears in his eyes. He didnt know how to stop them. Phone Calls Lon hung up the phone. He had called at seven, then at eight-thirty, and now he checked his watch again. Nine forty-five. Where was she He knew she was where she had said she would be because he had spoken to the manager earlier. Yes, she had checked in and he had last seen her around six. Going to dinner, he thought. No, he hadnt seen her since. Lon shook his head and leaned back in his chair. He was the last one in the office, as usual, and everything was quiet. But that was normal with an ongoing trial, even if the trial was going well. Law was his passion, and the late hours alone gave him the opportunity to catch up on his work without interruption. He knew he would the case because he mastered the law and charmed the jury. He always did, and losses were infrequent now. Part of it came from being able to select the cases he had the expertise to . He had reached that level in his practice. Only a select few in the city had that kind of stature, and his earnings reflected that. But the more important part of his success came from hard work. He had always paid attention to details, especially when hed begun his practice. Little things, obscure things, and it had become a habit now. Whether it was a matter of law or presentation, he was diligent in his study, and it had him a few cases early in his career when he should have lost. And now, a little detail bothered him. Not about the case. No, that was fine. It was something else. Something about Allie. But damn, he couldnt put his finger on it. He was fine when shed left this morning. At least he thought he was. But sometime after her call, maybe an hour or so, something clicked in his mind. The little detail. Detail. Something insignificant Something important Think think Damn, what was it His mind clicked. Something something something said Something had been said Yes, that was it. He knew it. But what was it Had Allie said anything on the phone That had been when it started, and he ran through the conversation again. No, nothing out of the ordinary. But that was it, he was sure now.

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