“I remember your mother, laying out on the beach and
enjoying the sun while you played in the ocean.
I remember your tiny hands, as I gave you an ice cream cone. Your mothers call when she realized you were
no longer in sight. Such smiles…such
happiness…but look at you now.”
“Who are you?”
“Blood shot eyes from too many tears, lips that haven’t seen
a genuine smile in a decade. I have
always been here, watching you. Waiting
for the time when you were the woman we thought you could be.”
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So much intrigue...really enjoying this series!
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