I was at war with a rat for four months. It was a losing battle; nearly every morning for sixteen weeks, we woke to half-eaten

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I was at war with a rat for four months. It was a losing battle; nearly every morning for sixteen weeks, we woke to half-eaten
Her name was Nancy. She was beautiful. Light auburn hair, slim build, hazel eyes and a smile, oh that smile. She was new to Knoxville