raising Copeland sage
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Ongoing51m
Last published Fri, Feb 28, 2025
Where do I begin ... maybe the day I got pregnant or perhaps the day I gave birth when my child was 5 and got taken away from me for six months for no reason but no the perfect way to start my story is the day I met beau woods the father of my child Copeland sage woods!
"I'm Beau" he looks at me with a glimmer in his eyes
"im Ash short for Ashley" I smile back at him
"im new to the school can you show me where Mr. determines class is?" he asks
"im going to Peterman so follow me," I tell him showing him a glimmer or a smile.
"After you mah lady," he said so goofy it made me chuckle.
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RAPE AND ABORTION ARE WORDS CONSTANTLY USED IN THIS BOOK
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