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The Grey Havens
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The Grey Havens | Global writers sharing fiction, thoughts and words Home About The Grey Havens Global writers sharing fiction, thoughts and words Feeds: Posts Comments Shard, continued January 4, 2009 by cordiaamant Continued from the story I started last week. (And just remember, this is a first draft, so it’s not perfect yet.) —— My, he was dashing the day they met. Leaning against his truck, smoking one of them ever-present cigarettes. She hated the things, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t stand it for a pretty face. Him blond, tan, good-looking. Her short, dark, awkward. Mama said she’d never amount to much, but boy, when he looked at her that day, she felt like somethin’. Why ever she believed all them lies, she’d never know. Women did stupid things in lust. —— She’d always wanted a baby, a chance to do right by some small creature. That baby would be raised up proper, loving mother and all. It wasn’t like Patience would get a chance with another...
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