The Pink House
September 1st 2006 The words “welcome to your new home” rung in my head as I made my way down from the ferry’s walkway and onto the island’s dock.
I struggled under the weight of my over-packed luggage and attempted to wipe the stream of sweat from off my brow so that I would look a little more presentable, but it was useless. The heat was just too much, even at this hour. I cursed myself for ignoring the
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