Meet Francine (Chapter eight)

I marvel at people who have been torn up on the road of tragedy. There is always one more road ahead, one more field to run through, some place off beyond, round the bend, better than the bend before

Francine is keen to learn what is going on with Brannon. Perhaps spraining her ankle is serendipity. But is it?

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Harry Hogg

I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved