Prologue

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Harry's Point of View:
I slowly made my way through the cemetery clutching the small hand in mine. We reached the small mossy gravestone and I let go of my daughter's hand. I picked up the dead flowers and replaced them with new ones. I took my daughter's hand again and she looked at me with her big blue eyes and asked, "Daddy, who is this?"

I picked her up and asked her with a small smile, "Would you like me to read you a story?"
She grinned and nodded. The smile on my face grew as we walked back to the car. I put her in her carseat and drove home. We got to our house and we went into my room. She sat on my bed right away and I grabbed a binder from the dresser that I don't use. I sat on my bed next to my daughter and she snuggled into my side. I opened the binder to the first page and she asked, "What kind of a story is this Daddy?"

I smiled and told her, "It's a love story darling."

And then I began reading...

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Hey there! Long time, no see! I promise I haven't fallen off the Earth. I've actually been writing this story word for word on my google account so I would figure it out before I posted it and decided that I didn't like it. My updates may be a little on the slower side because I am finishing it up and I am also moving to college on Wednesday. Thanks for sticking with me!! I missed you guys!!

~Sarah


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