Find Me.
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Última publicación lun, feb 16, 2015
Placing the last box in the backseat of her beat up van, Faith MacLean brushed a strand of blonde hair out of her eyes and slammed the door shut. She looked up at the old brick building that she once called home, she turned and walked around to the drivers side and slid into the seat.
Placing the key in the ignition, she turned it and the engine roared to life. Glancing back one last time in the rear view mirror. She headed back towards the town where she grew up, Cincinnati.
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