I sat at the table in Starbucks, sipping my coffee and reading. I able to push the nerves aside because of the story. I was immersed, occasionally drifting into the real world to check the time. I was early. The battle began to unfold in the book and in my mind. Time. Five minutes late. … Continue reading The Unwanteds
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