The girl on the porch
Staggering she made her way down the staircase. She'd been broken. Lucy had been on the other end of the telephone line, listening to a conversation she'd never even dream about. She was a mere 24 year old. One with ambition. A religious woman. She walked closely with God and spent many nights on her knees. But now she wasn't so sure anymore...
Kent had been the love of her life. One from a completely parallel universe but they worked. Well, atleast she thought they did. They had been inlove since before time. Lucy had always told her bestie Samara that "Kent was always mine. We were destined to be together". And destiny turns out threw the scroll down a soggy hill and re wrote the whole chapter. Samara on the other hand was anti love if you could call it that. She was always somewhat dazed. In her own world. She was all about the buck. Money. A completely different person to Lucy. She always thought Lucy was setting herself up for due disaster. And sure enough lightning did strike this time. Twice!
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Kent had been the love of her life. One from a completely parallel universe but they worked. Well, atleast she thought they did. They had been inlove since before time. Lucy had always told her bestie Samara that "Kent was always mine. We were destined to be together". And destiny turns out threw the scroll down a soggy hill and re wrote the whole chapter. Samara on the other hand was anti love if you could call it that. She was always somewhat dazed. In her own world. She was all about the buck. Money. A completely different person to Lucy. She always thought Lucy was setting herself up for due disaster. And sure enough lightning did strike this time. Twice!
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