St. John's Bonfire
“Filomena, Filomena! Mama says make it quick. Mama, Papa, Francisco and I are already ready!” blurted the ten-year-old. “I know, Fatima, I’ll be out in a minute!” Filomena stated exasperatedly. She sighed and groaned as…
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Love and Love Again
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Castle on the Hill
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The Sound of Roses: A Lord of the Rings Story
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