“From her laugh and by the way her eyes danced in the enjoyment of the conversation, I knew she would be a wild one to run with. Yet caution was in the air, for I had been there before and badly burned. Then in the exact moment that concern and care just vanished, in an instant she felt like home. Which seems to happen when one is a chameleon, and that’s what she was. A human who can portray your dreams and seem like the genuine artifact. Yet in the end, she left me more broken then I was ever before, and with that pain I will recover, be even stronger once more.”

by Ryan L. Rinehart

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