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M. J. Padgett

The Adventure Of A Lifetime, Or A Lifetime of Adventure

“I’m not sure I understand why you’re so upset, Easton. Please help me understand,” Danielle said, resting against the pile of pillows on my bed.

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It Started With A Telegram

My great-grandmother had passed, not that it came as a shock to any of us, but it hurt all the same. Nanny Long had battled dementia and...

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