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    Written In Stone
    Written In Stone
    Written In Stone
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    Written In Stone

    By Aviva Bel'Harold

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    FREE short story about a woman stuck in a dead end marriage until she meets a talking tree.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAviva Bel'Harold
    Release dateJan 8, 2013
    Written In Stone
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    Aviva Bel'Harold

    Aviva Bel’Harold was born in Winnipeg and raised in Vancouver. She currently resides in Calgary with her husband, four children and 6 dachshunds. She is the author of Safe (2009), CHiP (2010) and Blood Matters (2012) COMING SOON: Qista & CHiP II

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      Written In Stone - Aviva Bel'Harold

      Written In Stone

      Aviva Bel’Harold

      Copyright Orange Monkey Publishing 2013

      Published by CoolCats Publishing at Smashwords

      This FREE short Story is for everyone’s enjoyment. Please feel free to share it or gift it to anyone you feel like. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Written In Stone

      Jane sat on the forest floor in the centre of the woods. Under her was a thick layer of spongy moss. As much as she tried to convince herself otherwise, it was nothing like sitting on her memory-foam mattress at home. Yes, the moss was soft, but she could still feel the rocks and roots under it. And it was still damp. Even after today's warm rain-free day, it wasn't enough to dry out the moisture that clung deep within. Her jeans were getting soaked.

      She couldn’t believe she’d let her friend talk her into this. Nor could she believe that her pockets were full of flower petals. Most of

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