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Waking Up Beside You

It’d become, a luxury, such simple matters, after her father fell ill, translated… After worked, I’d loved hearing him called out, “My daughter’s home from a hard day’s of work!”  “So you won’t have to worry about money, I’m making … Continue reading

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