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of dogs, earrings, and faith

* My girl was terrified of dogs. I don’t mean that she was afraid of them. I don’t mean that they made her nervous. I mean that she was TERRIFIED of dogs. Her body would begin to tremble involuntarily at first sight. Her hands would contort into claws. Adrenaline would course through her body urging … Continue reading

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– The little bag was hiding inside one of the many containers in her room. As she lined her figurines up across the floor, I picked it up to inspect it more closely. “Hmm, what’s this, Brooke?” I asked. “I don’t know,” she said. She hadn’t looked up. I brought the bag over and sat … Continue reading