Memory 84
We stopped fostering after Gordon. He was the child who had been with us for the shortest time. Two weeks of pure hell for all involved, he was our last foster child. Gordon had the capability to be something brilliant. He was just too uncertain, neither of us knew where we stood with him. He was older than most two weeks before eighteen and he just wanted to get on with life. He never listened to us and enlisted in the army. We received a letter of his death a month later. You broke down and cried for the first time in years. We both couldn't do this anymore.
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
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...
