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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021
Submitted to Contest #112
Marcelle threw pebbles off the steep cliff that rose over the Dover Narrows. It was a clear May morning. The air so crisp, the sea so still, she could make out the English coastline in the distance. It was there, in England, where all her dreams resided. She imagined herself beautiful, married, useful. Her blonde, blue-eyed husband would enhance her ordinary features making their daughters the sight she never was. She would be gainfully employed too. Her brief medical training with the Americans had awaken a passion in her she never knew ...
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