Forlorn and half-bearded

If I had a nickel for every time Trent looked this way, and I worked with him every day, and if he always matched clothes with anna and I with rick, and tom were to leave the state and run away with the traveling circus while leaving valerie in charge, I would have a long string of hypotheticals, wouldn’t I? I’d probably also win a run-on sentence award, if such a thing were to exist. Which it doesn’t.