Memory 55
Three years of having a relationship had passed by relatively easy. You had already met all the people I considered family but I barely met yours. We drove down to one of the cities on a cold day. I saw your sister for the first time. She looked like how the picture on the fridge looked and she had three kids hanging off her. They were all quite young from a six-year-old to an almost new born. You grinned and didn't know what to say. It had been years since you met in person and I understood your admiration.
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RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
