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This may get graphic at some points, but I'm simply rating this PG 13 as it contains vulgar language and explicit scenes...
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I dedicate this to Antoinette V. Bruce,
Beloved Wife, Sister, Daughter and more importantly, my Cousin.
January 17, 1976 - March 29, 2011
R.I.P
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Many things that happen throughout this story have ties between her death so as you read I'd like for you to please remember her and pray for the family that has suffered her loss. Thank you, I hope you enjoy this thrilling novel.
But before you begin, start by reading this poem:
A Thousand Winds
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
