Sailing and Sorority

The ship that we share is a beauty, with its forest green sails and polished wooden hull, and the blue glass eye hanging from the gleaming chrome rails of the prow. A beauty indeed, yet she pales in comparison to the wilderness she sails through.

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The Girls sit huddled at the front of the church, long after the rest of the congregation has walked from grief to gregariousness.

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