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You found me
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Ongoing, First published Aug 11, 2016
Mature
I sit and brace for a lecture instead he says, "You can stay with me if you'd like. At least until you can get your own place. I have 3 other rooms that you can use." 
    "I wouldn't want to impose Mr. Gregor."
    "For god sake stop calling me that!" He says loudly in frustration making me flinch a little at the volume
 "I'm sorry, just please call me Dominic. And you won't be imposing. I'd rather you be at my house than on the streets." He says 
    I just nod.
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Camille Prymes is 18 years old. She's been an outcast all her life. She has a drug addicted mom and an abusive drug- dealing alcoholic father. This is her last year of school. All she wants to do is leave and never look back. 

During her last year someone she least expects to take interest in her, does. Dominic Gregor, the new teacher this year.
Will he change her mind? Will he be her light?
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