The Prologue

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It was November 11. A cold rainy morning. there sat a young lady with beautiful tan skin, probably late 20's, she had brown hair with natural looking highlights, with dark brown eyes and if you were to look at them you would fall in love. Her name was Rachel, her family and friends would sometimes call her Rach for short.

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