The woman sat down heavily on the time worn bench. It felt hard and cold beneath her thin skirt but somehow reliable, comforting. The day had been challenging. Neither young, nor old, on a good day, she could be beautiful. More from what shone in her eyes than the physical. On a bad day theContinue reading “Sharon Apold: Dark Secrets”
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