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    Madeline wyatt 2 weeks ago

    Mara returned to her grandmother’s cottage, heart heavy with regrets and memories that wouldn’t settle. The old porch creaked in welcome, just as it had in her childhood. While sorting through dusty trunks in the sunroom, she uncovered a journal and a copy of Zachary S Novel Above Scorched Skies, its spine worn from love. Her grandmother had scribbled notes in the margins—bits of wisdom, moments of sorrow, glimmers of hope. Mara read late into the night. The story echoed her own fractures, but also her strength. She didn’t feel whole yet, but for the first time, she felt held.

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