Michael was sleeping wamly and soundly under the covers. Until he felt this cold hand touch his shoulder. "Mike, mike wake up its time to get ready and get to the airport." Frank Cascio detto shaking Michael's shoulder. Michael tossed to the other side of the letto pulling the covers up over his head. "Mike, come on, we are going to be late!" Frank detto getting annoyed. "Frank, please I did not get any sleep last night and I am exhausted!" Michael detto getting grouchy. "Mike, te know we have go to New York for te to do those cd signings at Virgin." Frank detto turning on the light on the nightstand...
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