Changing the Game

Catch Me If You Can-Part 2

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I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The long slicked-back, black ponytail I was always known to wear, draped itself across my shoulder. The sultry violet eyes that had stolen the hearts of powerful men and women around the world, stared back at me in defiance. The deep red lips that announced my arrival at every event, pouted one last time.

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Wife, mother, grandmother, poet, storyteller, crocheter, ancient history fanatic, and lover of a good story. https://gravespublications.com

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Christine Graves

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Wife, mother, grandmother, poet, storyteller, crocheter, ancient history fanatic, and lover of a good story. https://gravespublications.com

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