Marlena Evans sat with her head leaning against the window. She was on a bus, a bus away from everything. Just graduating high school, she needed to get out of her small town, she had no money for college, no where to go but inbound, inbound New York City. She had nothing with her but …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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