John, living the dream with the love of his life, she slowly died and he didn't/couldn't go with her. Horrible loneliness but she left him a written message delivered with a puppy, she had arranged this before dying. During the terrible mourning period for the loss and search for life's meaning.
brutal, bastards, break into his home, his life, they had seen him earlier and had come to steal his car because they could, they beat him with a pipe, and beat the puppy to death, the last touch, the last breath given him by the darling of his heart.
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the language spoken at key times, is Russian.
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He had in years past been professional~what most would call a gangster, and having buried and put that behind living in and with his dream.
All this was slashed, smashed away, by filth who took pleasure in the killing and crushing.
He, John, cleaned the floor of he and his love, cleaned his blood and that of the pup his heart had sent him, buried the puppy and went to a chop shop where his he knew his car~a very special year and model would be taken to have the numbers changed and painted for the cleaning the title.
The chop shop owner told him who had come by with the car, he knew John he also a professional.
Some have not always been into gardening, you had to have known John I guess, and known the dream and seen the brash pleasure in which his rose beds were driven over and his green house burned with his life inside.
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