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Six months since they started hunting together, and there were still times when John looked over at Jo, hair down for one reason or another, and just saw Mary. It used to be overwhelming, still was sometimes, but he’d gotten used to it, and even taken a little bit of comfort in it. Same stubborn, strong-willed kind of girl with long blonde hair and an inability to let go of something she wanted, in both cases, John was somehow lucky enough to have been one of those things.
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Dean: Jo, you got options. No one in their right mind chooses the life. My Dad started me into this when I was so young. I wish I could do something else.
Jo: You love the job.
Dean: Yeah, but I’m a little twisted
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