One year later…
A Spark Of Recognition
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Three Years Later… “Walter, what are you doing here so early?” Cecelia asked as she unlocked the door to the soup kitchen. I was hungry,...
“Agh!” I woke and sat straight in my tent. I hated the dreams. Who was Rebecca? Who were the faces I saw so vividly whenever I closed my...
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