Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Excerpt from The Secrets of Rare Moon Tickle: That Heart.



A cruel sliver of memory sliced at the back of her eyes like a steel blade.  She shivered in anticipation of the pain that would follow close behind as it always did.  It was her constant companion and she’d accepted the fact that it would always walk beside her, that time had let her down, not keeping its promise of eventual healing.


 

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