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This is a Curvy Community Romance:
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She ran away from the noises in her head and the terrors in her home. Ashamed of the secret hidden in public for everyone to see Soliel French feels nothing but hate and pain.
After a failed marriage, a lost child, and a career that never comes to fruition, Soliel returns to the same town she hates and loves at the same time. When she runs into a family friend, her worries about where she will sleep and how she will care for herself are assuaged by Miss Joyce.
The elderly lady is heartbroken by the horrible plagues that besieged the young woman's life and tries to offer her some peace after a nightmarish life. Little did she know that the housekeeping job she gives the young lady will also place her on the path to salvation and redemption.
"I sing... because... I'm happy. I sing... because... I'm free. His eye... is on... the sparrow. And I know... He watches... ME!"
Hello, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but... if you don't mind my asking, where do you attend church?" The rather tall lanky man walked in her direction and for some reason, every cell in her body screamed at her to run.
"I don't attend church, sir. I'm not too fond of religion." She answered truthfully.
"Wow. I find that hard to believe coming from someone who has the voice of an angel." His words were spoken as if he was in awe of something about her.
Soliel grabbed the broom and dustpan. She walked past the stranger and excused herself as she made her way to the last room she was supposed to clean. It wasn't her intention to be rude, but she'd heard that song and dance far too many times.