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Jack piled the magazines into a heap in the garden. By now he was sweating heavily and cackling. He struck the match and the flames licking higher, illuminating his twisted features. It all went up in smoke - the exclusive interview with Kylie, the pros and cons of cosmetic surgery, the fifteen all-new-sex-surveys. He would show her...he would show all of them...
Maybe he couldn't get Sheryl back, but he could show her that he was more man than Christian, more man than any of the impossible himbos spread over the centrfolds of her magazines.