theladygraceling
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Ch. 58 My MotherA Chapter by theladygracelingI've been doing my bestto avoid my motherever since the accident.She never talks about it.But the way she looks at me,the way she talks to me,the way .. |
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Ch. 59 Car RidesA Chapter by theladygracelingI don't talk to my momas we sit in the car.But of courseshe talks to me.She talks about anything and everything."How are you feeling?""How's work goin.. |
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Ch. 60 Cleaning UpA Chapter by theladygracelingI didn't realize ituntil I was out of the carand walking through the parking lotthat I had tears in my eyes.I have to stop walking for a few secondsto.. |
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Ch. 61 Opposites AttractA Chapter by theladygracelingI've never been close to my mother.I've always been more like my dadand Johnny has been more like her.When I was little,she always preferred Johnnybec.. |
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Ch. 62 How to Save a LifeA Chapter by theladygracelingOne of the worst fights with my momwas about Charlotte.I had missed curfew.She caught me in the drivewaytrying to sneak out of Charlotte's little, red.. |
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Ch. 63 Lavender and LemonA Chapter by theladygracelingI get to leave work earlybecause it's such a slow day.I was happy to volunteer to gobecause I couldn't focus on work anyway.I sit outside on the curb,.. |
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Ch. 64 SecondsA Chapter by theladygracelingThere's a pause.Neither of us speak foronetwothreefourfivesixsevenseconds.Jesse Hilton is the last personI expected to be talking to about this,but fo.. |
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Ch. 65 ReasonsA Chapter by theladygracelingIt makes sensein a Jesse Hilton sort of way.I finally look over at himand I meet his eyes.I hold his gaze foronetwothreesecondsthen I look away again... |
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Ch. 66 The Things You Can't Get BackA Chapter by theladygracelingWe used to hang out behind the storeand sit on the hoodof Jesse's blue Mustangthat I named Baby.That was when I stillsort ofliked Jesse,and he wasn't .. |
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ShatteredA Book by theladygracelingA mix between a novel and a poem, Shattered is a story about a girl dealing with the aftermath of her best friend's death and the guilt from being the.. |
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