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The little pink lines staring back at me don’t lie.
I can’t be, though, not to the one man I know my family will hate, although, at the time, I had no idea about our family's past.
He said he’d call, and he never did. Now today, of all days, he decides to show up with some lame excuse of losing my number. How ironic.
I’m officially screwed. How do I tell him, better yet, how do I tell my family?
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Liz is from bright sunny Queensland, Australia. She has always been a reader. When she was little she would be up late reading Garfield and Asterix comic books and also Footrot Flats. When she hit high school she read Tomorrow When the War Began by John Marsden and from there her love of books continued to grow. She always has a book to read beside her bed along with a note book for when inspiration hits at those crazy hours.
She is a stationary addict and a one click addict. She loves everything books, authors and of course loves chocolate and lollies to keep her going.
