No Fault of Her Own

No control over her life drove her to the end of her rope

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“Mom,” Cindy dropped her keys into the wooden dish by the front door, “I’m home!”

Purple Chucks slapped up the stairs. Cindy’s bedroom door slammed closed behind her. Purple backpack with pink stars dropped to the floor. Varsity jacket fell onto the bed. She quickly cleaned herself up and changed her clothes…

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H.C. Holmes

H.C. Holmes

Adventurous with my thinking, dangerous with my pen.