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aldersprigEpilogue: Arnbjörg
by Lyn Thorne-Alder
Graduation Day, 2001
They’d watched Sheba and Magnolia graduate with all the appropriate fanfare, cheered them loudly and left Howard and Magnolia and Sheba and Zita to say goodbye as they wanted.
In a startling show of empathy, Phelen had wandered off, leaving Arnbjörg and Jaya alone, and they, in turn, had grabbed a blanket and headed out to the meadow.
The sun was bright and warm over them. The air felt just right, like you could lie out in nothing but skin and be perfectly comfortable. And Jaya was pressed against her, Mask down and not wearing a whole lot more than skin.
read on...
by Lyn Thorne-Alder
Graduation Day, 2001
They’d watched Sheba and Magnolia graduate with all the appropriate fanfare, cheered them loudly and left Howard and Magnolia and Sheba and Zita to say goodbye as they wanted.
In a startling show of empathy, Phelen had wandered off, leaving Arnbjörg and Jaya alone, and they, in turn, had grabbed a blanket and headed out to the meadow.
The sun was bright and warm over them. The air felt just right, like you could lie out in nothing but skin and be perfectly comfortable. And Jaya was pressed against her, Mask down and not wearing a whole lot more than skin.
read on...
