The Nightly Call
A Writing Exercise in Romance Fiction
Elizabeth had just curled up on the couch in the living room. She placed her hot tea on the table next to her and pulled a small throw blanket over her legs and feet. It could get quite chilly sitting on the couch next to the window in the winter. But the cold was something with which she had become all too familiar duriβ¦
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