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Chapter 19: The Fruits of our Labour

We lived on a farm up in the hills, secluded, tucked away from prying eyes and curious ears, yes. But, every day a little convoy of vehicles would exit the gates and bump along the dusty roads making a daily commute to town. Each car was filled to capacity and eventually our group of town…

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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.