The purple-gray dawn faded the night. Against the silhouette of the jagged mountain crests lining the horizon, she stood alone in the silence. Broken trust deepens the darkest moment in the soul aching with the beat of a broken heart but a glimmer of hope sheds enough light to trust again.
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I love the way she describes people and places you feel like you are there smelling the fire or mustiness of an old ranch house or the night air . Glimpses into the past . Thank you for sharing these .