Try as he might, sleep wouldn’t take no for an answer forever. It hadn’t crept up on him or drifted over him but had clubbed him over the head. Or maybe, he thought as Sincie carefully picked her way down the slopes, it was like Curt had mentioned once about surgery he’d had years ago: no drowsiness, just looking up at the doctor one minute and
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These chapters were beautiful! The description of their wedding night was wonderful and heartbreaking all at once... brought tears to my eyes.
Can't wait for part 3 to start!
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I'd give you a bouquet of roses if I could-- here, I hope you'll accept these virtual posies *hands over a huge bouquet*. Brava!
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Did you get my note over at wranglers, that your pointers don't work? They don't open the chapter pages. Thanks!
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more please
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