Heart Quest
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Last published Fri, Oct 28, 2016
"Violence is never the answer." She said,watching as I pummeled the crap out of my punching bag.
"No it's not." I agreed." But peace is,that's my heart's quest. And this is the only source so far;I find violence in the midst of peace.
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Prudent. That was one word to describe Isaac Lahar. He never acted without thinking,never got angry,always had a plan ahead of time. He was smart,calculating and relentless. All that changed the night he met Blanche Angeleschou. She was the personification of an oxymoron. She made him act on impulse and at the same time made him question his decisions before he acted. She was like a breath of fresh air that made him breathless,she made him forget....but at the same time made him remember. But what happens when the key to the end of his heart's quest turns out to be related to the reason the quest begun in the first place?
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