Rebecca had already started lighting the candles for the evening when her youngest, Josiah, arrived home. As he rushed into the house, he brought a gust of wind with him that caused the small flames to dance and sputter.
"Slow down, boy, or I'll have to re-light every candle in the house!" she chided him. But there was laughter in her voice.
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I really like her reasoning for not marrying, and the voice here is great. This was a little long for me, but the characters were lovely.
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I appreciate your taking the time to read it!
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I really appreciate that you took the time to have a closer look. I've never really gotten substantial concrit, and I think it's important to a writer's development.
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