I woke up in excitement, knowing I would never forget this day, thinking it would be the day when my dad came home after serving and fighting in world war II. I was only six years old, but I knew exactly what happened, when my mother received a call that would change both of our lives. She collapsed and it took her minutes to think, cry, even realize. But 6-year old Cheryl immediately knew, her father would never return home. Ever again.
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Romancegirl×girl | age difference | tragedy | 1950s Warning: adult content Average. She'd always been called average. Nobody ever looked behind her facade made of blue eyes and a warming grin. She was nothing like average.
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