...This place ain't heaven, but it's better livin' than home. I got friends, a place of my own.
You're what was missin', I reckon. [She smiles suddenly, like sunshine breaking across her face, and leans up to kiss him on the corner of the mouth.] And you ain't missin' now, for all you look like shit.
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...This place ain't heaven, but it's better livin' than home. I got friends, a place of my own.
You're what was missin', I reckon. [She smiles suddenly, like sunshine breaking across her face, and leans up to kiss him on the corner of the mouth.] And you ain't missin' now, for all you look like shit.