Love will find you even inside the fog. Even when the lighthouse lamp is tired from scrolling and searching for your dingy in the bay; love will find you and pull you to the sand.
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She held a box of crackers and a couple of other things in her hands, which I cannot remember now. And as her three items went beep, beep... -
My grandmother was new to the small Catholic town when she met my grandfather. The young daughter to a Protestant pastor, he a young Catholi... -
I am the introvert hostess hiding inside her bathroom. G uests arrive to my writings on the wall, to platters of awkward tension and to ...
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