The Future and Hard Decisions
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The Decisions of one wife, nurse, and women will change the precedence of a nation. How it will change us is evident, but what can you say to a selfless women acting out of love? A Short Story I Wrote for a school assignment I decided to share here on Wattpad. Enjoy. P.S. If you wish for me to continue this one or to continue writing others. please vote and comment. Thank You.
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