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The Lady with the Lantern
When the fire gets low and the voices quiet, she always comes up. The lady with the lantern. Now the stories often vary: She lost her bab...
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After our breakup, I was devastated. I didn't sleep for months, eating little but crying a lot. I watched my face grow thin and sad, m...
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He wondered what he'd seen in her ~ ever. He batted the envelope containing the papers against his side. Freedom was in there; all po...
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My daughter and I have it pretty good, all things considered. I fuss over her and she rolls her eyes or gives me the "Mooooooom!" ...
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