The Rose
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MatureComplete Fri, Mar 20, 202051m
"God created the rose in the likeness of a woman.
The rose represents beauty.
The stem represents strength.
The petals are soft as skin.
The fragrance pure and sweet.
The leaves represent arms outstretched, always loving and giving."
~Author Unknown
A battered and bruised young single mother must rebuild her confidence once she is given a second chance at life. With the help of an old high school friend the odds might not be completely against her. The two might just be at the right place at the right time.
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