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A Chapter by Sarah
Every night before I went to bed, ever since I can remember I
would look up into my mother’s sparkling emerald eyes and beg her to tell me
abo..
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A Chapter by Sarah
I
frantically emptied the drawers of the molding, wood dresser into the puke
green duffle bag I found in the closet. If I hurried, I could be long g..
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A Chapter by Sarah
We
were the stuff fairytales were made of… Where we came from that meant a lot.
When arranged marriages were the norm, falling head-over-heel..
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A Chapter by Sarah
My
head swam. “So what’s your gift?” Lucas whispered in my ear as we walked away
from Zac.
“My
what?” I asked baff..
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A Chapter by Sarah
My
stomach growled as soon as I heard the Ferrari’s engine cut off. I knew this
meant Lenox had returned, and had dinner in hand. I quickly sa..
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A Chapter by Sarah
“Hi
my names Annea,” the little girl with blonde hair whispered from her sandbox on
the back porch. My brother Clark and I were venturin..
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A Chapter by Sarah
“Class
we have an extra special guest today,” Mrs. Lindell said as she started class,
“as many of you may know, the band Forever Y..
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A Chapter by Sarah
As
the door slammed shut behind Charlotte, I dropped to my knees in tears. Did she
really think that of me? That I had just given it all up for a on..
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A Chapter by Sarah
Today
was the day. The day Clark and I had waited for since our first specialization
test when we were five. Today was our seventh birthday and time..
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A Chapter by Sarah
Monday
had come much too quickly. I had spent all weekend ignoring Zac’s calls, hiding
in my room when he showed up at the house, and trying t..
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