Chapter 11: Better the Devil you Know

By any standards, Alon farm and all its subsequent properties were beautiful. Even in the early days when funds were scarcer there was always a rustic yet orderly charm. Sara was the one to thank for this. Despite the crude vivid green plastic chairs and mass-produced Chinese coffee that were mugs ordained with garish designs…

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kylacloete

Having recently left a cult - I am now winging it for real...in the real world. I have an appetite for goodness, kindness, hope and helpful hints.