Sacred Hart
Sleep, it was luxury I didn’t have. I could hear it then, in the dark light of night, in the dusky morning…The click of the trigger, the smell of her blood, the sound of the rain. I never thought I would see her again. She was a ghost. She was dead. When Maggie Wright pushed her way into my life,...
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Sleep, it was luxury I didn’t have. I could hear it then, in the dark light of night, in the dusky morning…The click of the trigger, the smell of her blood, the sound of the rain. I never thought I would see her again. She was a ghost. She was dead. When Maggie Wright pushed her way into my life, she brought the phantom with her, and I was helpless to her pull. Everything
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Edition language: English
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