Gift of Exile Part 1, Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

The photographer peered through the camera lens long enough that any of the wedding party might have thought he was meditating, or had fallen asleep on his feet.  “Jenny, we need you to get up on the steps,” he said.  And after another endless pause, “Mr. Del Mar, please move a bit to your right. There’s a glare on you from the window.”

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[gnashsang]

She had a way of leaning forward and fixing her eyes on his face, voice loud enough to reach his ears but not much further, making him feel like they were alone in the room.

...you bring your characters to life so beautifully, i love it!