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The Day I Met You
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  • Reads 603
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 49m
Complete, First published Jul 22, 2019
Mature
Every saga has a beginning. The events take its place between the late 50s and the early 60s especially when Briarcliff was still yet tuberculosis hospital.  But one day what happens when Sister Jude meets the priest or rather the man of her dreams nowhere else than in St. Andrew? Is that actually the beginning of the real saga? Is that truly the love of her life or just a mere man with his own dreams and ideals, who wears the title of a love interest that the nun has?

PS: I'd like to thank to @yararebird, @jlangster_  and @untouchable_mtrain for the musical inspirations by collecting it as a piece of idea for a future story especially a short one! You're among my favorite writers as I don't regret for being your fans.  Furthermore the playlist is under the name of the actual short book "The Day I Met You" with songs, based on the chapters' names. You can listen to the playlist here: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0BRAx991hEMCR5ROP0WWFE
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