Fleeting Memories
Eleanor felt her anger rising outside. She was remembering her mother as she sat on a nearby bench. Her reassuring hug, her soft chuckle, and the tales she told about the stone.
Particularly now, when she was feeling so adrift, Eleanor missed her direction.
Fleeting Memories
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Final Resolve
The city took on a golden glow as the sun sunk low in the sky. She had one more store to go before she was completely out of options. She paused, but the strength of her mother’s character drove her forward.
Eleanor took a hesitant stride and decided to try again.
Final Resolve
