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The Power of Love

It was a beautiful Saturday in Coolville and yet a little five-year-old girl sat on the front steps of her home, trying very hard to block out the angry voices of her parents. This wasn’t the first time her parents argued. It usually lasted a couple of minutes, and then they’d apologized and laugh at how silly they had been. But this time, they wouldn’t stop and it scared her. Something needs to be done. Walking back into the house, she found the cordless phone, a black calling card and headed back out. Continue reading “The Power of Love” »