One Hundred Seventy-Three

When you watch her smile turn into a sneer, you know things have changed. And that’s when you transform from loving friend to unyielding protective shield, a shield with sharp claws and no compunction about using them.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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One Response to One Hundred Seventy-Three

  1. Holly Forrest says:

    Another amazing snippet of character sketch. Or maybe a song lyric. Expand, JS!

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