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Lydia woke the next morning to find the Joseph’s side of the bed empty. When she had come to bed the night before, he was still awake reading ..
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Hazel came home to find her mother on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor. Putting down her books on the little table in the foyers, she walked ..
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Chapter Five
Joseph made his way to Regina’s, thinking about what had just happened. He hadn’t felt this free since, Lydia’s mot..
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Emily must decide what to do to save herself and her son from her husband and his mother's crazy idea to "save the family".
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Emily and Robert had taken Beatrice to her favorite restaurant in celebration of Emily's pregnancy. Emily and Beatrice began to talk, bringing up th..
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Alice hung up the phone, stunned. She couldn’t believe her ears. Pregnant? How could she be pregnant? They took all the necessary precautions. S..
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The room lit up with the light of the candles, and Beatrice moved to the center of the pentagram engraved in the middle of the floor. She knew the b..
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Emily packed her last bag, watching her son, as he lay on the bed. He was definitely just as handsome as his father. She smiled. She couldn’t ..
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Sarah sat behind the counter, reading a recent issue of Woman’s World. She flipped her long black hair over her shoulder, as she finished the ..
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Nathan came in from lunch, sitting down at his desk. Uniformed officers walked passed his office every second, and he enjoyed the noise. Sometimes w..
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