Coloured By Life

Coloured By Life

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"Thank you.....Mr. Stranger." I say with a grateful smile and he nods before sliding his hands in his denim jacket and turns back to leave but then stops in his tracks, turns around a second time. "It's Hayes," He says and then leaves with a smirk on his face. _ This is a story about the unpredictability of life, of how it colours everyone differently, of how it bring people closer and how it rips them apart and how it's so beautiful and so cruel at the same time. This is the story of Athena Nightingale as she is forced to move away from her home by her mother. How she mourns a loss so great she feels like she's stuck in a paradox. This is a story of Hayes Harvey as life gives him no time to grow up, no choice but to make hard decisions.
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