Whsmith storie

I wrote another poem, and as I published the last one here - The Fried Chicken Bus - it seems appropriate to dump this one here too. The second my in (very) long-gestating poetry project, this one is firmly in my wheelhouse, the wheelhouse of a vessel that is middle-aged and white and not very well travelled. It documents my love for the Great British High Street, and one shop in particular.

This is my first story I've ever written properly. I hope you guys enjoy it. Leave comments, vote and let me know! _________________________________________________________ Crystal Hughes is a girl that was separated from her family, friends and God by some 'internet boy.' When she decided to move in with her boyfriend her world starts falling apart and it's not what she expects. Her life completely changes. She had warnings that it was going to happen but she didn't listen. Although she gave up on God, God never gave up on her. He gives her everything her heart desires and more. In the End, with God. It is well! *Warning: Story contains strong language and sex scenes I'm sorry. Please just read on and ignore them if you wish;)*

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