JOAN

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I remember it like it were my own mother's name. It was a day like any other day, I was sitting in my back yard watching the kids of my very close friend- Joan-play about in the back yard.

Joan had always been a woman of her pride, she would always tell me wonderful tales of how her and her husband met. She would tell me stories of how they had a marvellous wedding by the shore. She would always tell me specifically about this moment in which they said 'I do' just as the sun was setting.

She would tell me of how her husband was always pampering her and how she lived like a queen.

She would always tell me of how excited she was when she...

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