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The Halfway House
Author/Pen Name
Tonya R. Moore
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The Halfway House by Tonya R. Moore
Excerpt
"The afternoon sun was warm on my face. Even hours later, I would remember this moment. I stood staring up at the sky, shielding my eyes against the brilliance. I would remember because I could hear birds singing all around me, idly basking in their dust-laden tranquility. I would remember my heart lifting a little, as it always seemed to do these days.
Halfway House
My gaze swept across the outer walls of the old house that had been bequeathed to me by some distant relative whose face I barely even remembered. It was starting to feel like finally, there was a place in this world where even I might belong. I took my time making my way up the paved pathway to the front door. I was making lists in my head of things that needed to be done. The roof was in desperate need of repairs. Better get it done now before the rainy season arrived. The ivy that crept up the latticed walls needed to be trimmed somehow. It was suffocating the walls and I was sure that a lovely window or two had been covered up by the relentless greenery..."
