THE MAN IN THE GREY SUIT

THE MAN IN THE GREY SUIT

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Some things were meant to be and others were just temporary to just bring you where you wanna be.Six years ago Miranda had thought she had found her night in shining armor. Head over heals she fell for him. She was in love,but being the young immature teen she was she had ever rely known love.She liked him because he had inspired her,he made her laugh he cheered her up and was just the best.He was the sweetest man to ever walk the face of the earth. But five years into their relationship she found that she was pregnant with his baby.As all good things come to and end.Tragedy struck and when he found out he got scared and left her all alone.
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"It's like . . . you know how at the end of summer camp or college everyone packs all their stuff up and drives off before you so they can go home and reunite with family, and the whole camp is empty and you're standing in the middle of your vacant dorm because your ride isn't here yet?" ". . . Yeah?" "It's like that. Immortality is being left behind at camp alone, and you don't know why." She couldn't remember her name. Didn't really matter, plenty of substitutes available. They almost numbered the amount of years she'd been in this world. Luckily for her, there was one reason she was still here, and as soon as she figured out what the hell it was she could fix it and move on. He remembered her. And what she looked like, how she took her coffee, everything. He couldn't get her out of his head. She was his muse, a glimpse into the impossible where he may finally have something to write about. But what happens when inspiration turns into love, especially with someone who is unable to reciprocate it? Does tragedy or intimacy await them? What is destiny, really?

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