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Devil in disguise...

loopyloulongley

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Reads 172,651
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Parts 34
Time 3h 47m

loopyloulongley

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Devil all the time...

There wasn't much light or happiness in Knockemstiff. If you were born there, you died there, never leaving for anywhere greener. Sometimes there were a lucky few who managed to leave and never return. There were a few who thrived in the shit hole that was Knockemstiff. And there were a few who just didn't give a shit, and just lived to die.

Then there was you. You were orphaned at the age of four after your mother killed your father and then herself, leaving you in the care of your grandparents. And when you had the chance to get out of Knockemstiff to go to University, you chose to stay put and look after your sick grandmother before she died a year after, leaving just you and your grandpa. You weren't bitter, or angry, you didn't feel trapped. You were fine just as you were, but you thrived for more at the same time. You were kind...

You were one of the few people Sheriff Bodecker liked, and for some God forsaken reason, you liked him.All Rights Reserved

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