The Fisherman's Daughter
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Last published Sun, Aug 28, 2011
Dear Reader,
I am Ronnie Kingsley, and orphan and my father used to be a well known fisherman. I took after him, obviously, but when he was found mysteriously murdered in his boat, I realised that I couldn't be a Fisherwoman. It's not possible. I got taken in by loving John Goodling, and his wife Luce. My life seemed normal again. For a while... You see, John had always been cautious and protective over me, and soon the truth was told. I've got some sort of power (I don't even know what it is,) and people are after me. I had to flee, John sent me with a strange boy named Daniel. But I'm afraid I'm still not quite sure on how it'll go from here....
-Ronnie Kingsley
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