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A Second Chance
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Ongoing, First published Feb 19, 2013
The peir was pretty empty and the sun had begun to hit the horizon, leaving the sunset a beautiful sight. Our feet tredged in sync through the sand until we found a clearing at the edge of the lonesome beach and set down our things.
He layed out the large towel and tugged me down to take a seat next to him. His hand slipped into mine, creating anger to swell up inside of me. "Why?" I blurted outloud.
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