January 1, 2010  

giant’s wife, cont. 1/01

This begins the sections of why I swore off love stories for a long time.

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Jacey rolled over for the thousandth time that night and finally opened her eyes. The fire from the fireplace danced across the ceiling with a warm glow.  Just when she thought she might have gotten asleep, something woke her. Again. At this rate she would never be able to sleep….

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About Abigail

I'm an elementary education major at a college in the Midwest. I might graduate as early as December '13 but more likely May '14. I write when I can. I also knit on occasion, draw, do homework and contradict teachers to make people think. :)

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