Unbroken Here we go again. I shifted on the upholstered bench, absorbing Becca’s tale of woe. “What did he say?” My question came by rote. How could it not when it was the usual story, even if told on another day? Misfortune was a continuous wave churning through Becca’s life. One that might soon overwhelm her and drag her to the murky bottom.
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Unbroken:
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Unbroken Here we go again. I shifted on the upholstered bench, absorbing Becca’s tale of woe. “What did he say?” My question came by rote. How could it not when it was the usual story, even if told on another day? Misfortune was a continuous wave churning through Becca’s life. One that might soon overwhelm her and drag her to the murky bottom.