Previous 1 year, 6 months ago The narrow streets of Philadelpia were nearly empty by the time I made it out of work. My heels clicked on the pavement as I rushed through the crosswalk, towards the Irish pub where my husband had told me to meet him. Approaching the restaurant, I could see Malcolm… Continue reading Chapter 31
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Chapter 28
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Chapter 27
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Chapter 24
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