He Chose Her, So I Claimed My Name
I wrote it twice. The first copy went into my apron pocket, folded small against my ribs.
The second went into my mother's ledger, in the lining, under the winter barley.
End of Chapter 3
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveI wrote it twice. The first copy went into my apron pocket, folded small against my ribs.
The second went into my mother's ledger, in the lining, under the winter barley.
End of Chapter 3
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