"The Secrets of Rare Moon Tickle~That Heart" Excerpt.
Her thoughts slipped into the past like a coin deposited into the slot of a vending machine. Her prize was the image of Joe’s face. Like a disappointed child she stared at it and then tossed it away. This prize was useless to her and only gave her pain. She faked a smile.
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Carolyn R. Parsons