You never get over it. But you get to where it doesn’t bother you so much.

I think that’s everything,” she said, rising to her feet. “Thank you, Mr. MacIntyre.”  He shook his head. “Lucas. Or the deal is off.”  She pressed her lips together. “All right. Lucas. And I must tell you, I don’t particularly care for you shortening my name. Emily is perfectly fine.”  “I know, Em. I’ll keep that in mind.

I&#39;m proud that today, at 43 years old, I&#39;ve come to value the aging process and focus on inner rather than outer beauty.

Written By William Shakespeare

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