That wasn't serendipity. That's destiny. My mother wasn't there anymore. It's stark, pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. Then, I found her: My Lightning Bug. -- For my Print and E-books: Go here, please: http://pothi.com/pothi/
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Sunday, October 21, 2018
Draft
Writing as the malice of a saboteur -- Vengence of an arsonist -- As sharp as a surgeon's scalpel -- Like bullheaded, bloodthirsty vendetta -- The fierce determination of knights jousting against each other.
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