From Hate to Love
I spread my hands, grinning, thank goodness for small mercies like this.
Snarling, I knelt down beside her” My, oh my what do we have here? Nicole Francis crying all by herself, what could be the reason? “I laughed wickedly “Someone must be broken hearted” I mocked her. The sniffing stopped; she raised her head, stiffening at the sound of my voice. I nearly threw my head back in laughter but something sorrowful about her big swollen eyes, caught me, and rooted to the spot.
Her face botched up, her natural face looking all wet and papery. Nicole was a black beauty and I am sure she got all of her beauty from her mother, though I have not seen the woman but Principal Francis was an eyesore no
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