Oscar, the new boy moves next to me. He's, mysterious always walking into his backyard. Everyday, same time. I say 'hi' he shrugs. He looks at me, he looks down. If only Oscar was Wilde.
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Oscar, the new boy moves next to me. He's, mysterious always walking into his backyard. Everyday, same time. I say 'hi' he shrugs. He looks at me, he looks down. If only Oscar was Wilde.
I have found an ideal life. I have a loving husband, no work and no danger. This is exactly what I wanted when I ran away and changed my identity. But I just didn't think that I would have a thirst t...