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I am a 40 year old married mother of two teenage boys. I live for writing, especially romance. Love the happily ever after scenerio. The best thing about writing for me is the ability to lose yourself in your work, and feel as if you've accomplished something great. At the end of the day, that's all that really matters.
The Waiting Game
#646371 added April 24, 2009 at 6:19am
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So it goes
I didn't have the best of days yesterday, and when I went to bed just after 11, and heard Zak on the phone, I had a feeling something was going on. He's never on the phone that late. So when he came into our bedroom around 11:30, I could see the sadness on his beautiful face. Zak and Danny's friends father passed away while praying. Zak was visibly shaken, could feel it while I held him. Danny, the night owl, was asleep, and has no idea. I don't want to have to tell him when he wakes in thirty minutes. He'll want Zak, and Zak won't be here.


It was a restless night, and I'm not sure what today will bring.

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