A sample of my Cathrine Weatherbane book think of it
as your assurance that more is coming.
PROLOGUE
A woman sits on a rocky cliff her hair flying in loose blond
wisps all around her face. She sighs as a breeze floats by dropping an early
autumn leaf onto her lap. She smiles as she picks it up and lets it fly away. As
the leaf returns to it’s destined path she lies down tickling the little
toddler resting beside her breathing peacefully. She sighs and begins reciting
poems.
Yours Truly
Poem Girl
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