by caccy46

Like many women her age, she had experienced her share of beginnings and endings, most of which were memorable, the sorts of things young people look forward to with inexorable excitement and an innocence tinged with anxiety. Unlike many women her age, a tragic event ruthlessly carved a scar before life could resume its course. And, as tragedies often leave in their wake, nothing was ever the same. As another love entered and a new life grew and kicked within her, naïveté was gone along with the prospect of ever again feeling exhilaration. She had been robbed of more than she realized the day the wave that separated them and swept him away. No beginnings, no endings would ever hold much impact.


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