04-23-2012, 05:29 AM
Mindy reached over and pulled the kettle onto the coals. Then she carefully scrapped the chopped vetebables, dried meat, and seasonings into the kettle to simmer. She sat back and thought for a moment. Where to start? "Well, I grew up in a French aristocratic home. One night my mom dragged me and the things she felt precious out. We sailed from place to place for a couple years until we were stranded her. When everyone died, I pretty much stored all the evident elsewhere out of sight. She busied herself with cleaning up her workspace. Confusion filled her as questions flowed through her mind. Why? Why had they run?
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