A place for Jamie and Jason to put the stuff they sometimes write. They're likely to be revised infinitely more. Brace with us as we try and grow and progress in a silly hobby that we somewhat enjoy.
"I don't understand your grace," her fingers trembled as he slipped the ring back on her timidly outstretched hand, the salty mascara kissing the corners of her mouth. "Which means I don't know shit about God's grace."
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