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Intro. Its the early eighteen hundreds when It was early in the morning, storming outside, when the humble house shakes slightly with a quiet knock at the door. The head of the household your father answers it to see a boy couldnt be but a year or two older then you twelve maybe and thats how you met your best friend you spend years together falling in love but keeping it a secret from eachother running through the rain together your family keeping him as a servent boy.

William

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