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I would like to wish everyone here in America a Happy Independence Day.
*Sonnet 18*
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare
1564 – 1616
Chapter 8, the conclusion for Belle has been submitted for posting. Thank you, everyone, for your feedback on the story. - K.
To all the men out there who have taken the time to be a "Dad" to a child, even one that isn't your own, I wish you a Happy Father's Day. Thank you for all you do to make a child's world better!
On another note, Chapter 8 for Belle has been sent to my editor, Pixel the Cat, for review. This will wrap the story up, and should be posted later this week.
Thank you, everyone for your patience. Chapter 7 has been submitted and will post soon. Again, my thanks to Pixel the Cat for helping to make sense of it all.
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