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Someone asked me why I never posted any of my fiction starts here. I thought I had! One reason is I have no idea what you can do with this. But now I am curious. It's a rewrite of The Scarlet Letter. Do I include the poem the book starts with?
I was never told a touch could have the power of a thunderstorm
I was never told a kiss could change my heart
I was never told a mistake could be so cruel
1639, London
I look up the church aisle, past my small collection of friends and family on the right, who are trying their best not to look poor; past Roger's large collection of friends and family on the left, who feel comfortable with their expensive clothes and the pomp of a large marriage ceremony; and towards the front of the church. Roger is waiting, standing, unsmiling; he is no doubt considering some philosophical thought.
I straighten my wedding gown on my shoulders and twine my arm inside my father's.
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