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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the Darkest Part of the Night, There's Comfort in Wandering.
Kaitlyn's favorite fleece blanket, as soft as the softest kitten belly fluff, settled around her shoulders as she slipped from her bedroom. The house sat dark, quiet, resting before tomorrow's adventures.
Old houses weren't silent even at three in the morning. She hadn't intended to get up and wander at three, but it kept happening.
The peace of it was reassuring after dreams of work and fretting about life. So why not?
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the Darkest Part of the Night, There's Comfort in Wandering.
Kaitlyn's favorite fleece blanket, as soft as the softest kitten belly fluff, settled around her shoulders as she slipped from her bedroom. The house sat dark, quiet, resting before tomorrow's adventures.
Old houses weren't silent even at three in the morning. She hadn't intended to get up and wander at three, but it kept happening.
The peace of it was reassuring after dreams of work and fretting about life. So why not?