Falina's Husband

Falina's Husband

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Falina, a golden hearted girl from the quaint pick & pack town of Willow Bend, South Carolina loved everyone she crossed pathes with. She went to the one-room Baptist church house on the hill not far from home, she sang in the choir, she made good grades, she honored her mother, she worked as hard as she played. She lived simply and accordingly to the rules. But when a pair of tattered & wooden clogs walked in her affordable shoe shop...... Cash was everything, at least to her. He was diligent. He was a gentleman. He was patient. He was kind. He loved babies. He liked her music. He liked her love. He showed his face when she needed to see it most. And with the folk of Willow Bend seeing their pride & joy Fal gal parading around with a boy, their words filled vastly on her head. And she always adored when they called him her husband. "Fal and her little husband are like peas and carrots" or, "Fal's husband has more love for her than you ever had for me, Harold!" - Mrs. Howard. The only small, binine detail souring their lemonade into lemons; Falina's husband was already long spoken for. ~ DISCLAIMER: Sexual content, language & traumatic extremes.
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

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