RUMORED BUZZ ON PLUMBER RYDE

airy was seated inside a chair beside Tiller’s healthcare facility bed. “I wish to get from in this article,” Tiller grumbled. “come to feel good. Don’t like being cooped up such as this. I need my creaky swing and lopsided porch. Don’t want anyone poking all over in here”—he tapped at his upper body—“slicing me open and messing