Simply Us
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Last published Sat, Sep 30, 2017
"I was his and he was mine; we were simply us."
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Franny Grey was alone. 19, working two jobs, letting music consume her every minute and yet she couldn't sing or play a damn instrument. She was happy. Happy to be away from her alcoholic parents, wanting to simply complete her lonely dreams.
John Weld was alone. 26, working as the local sheriff, letting his job take over his every walking step. He didn't have anyone; he simply wanted love and happiness and yet he woke up to the cold, untouched bed beside him everyday. He wasn't happy, but happy to help provide his local town safety.
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