Joy washed-up with baby wipes between a Kia and pick-up. Her clothes were the last remnants of a miserable marriage, long gone. A saxophone’s soulful #cadence wafted through an upstairs window into her alley home– respite from daily pain, lulling her to sleep.
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Hi, everyone! I'm Jaed. I'm an aspiring author of Speculative Fiction, lover of anime, K-Dramas, micro fiction and Twitter's Writing Community. I believe the more we share and work together, the better we are. I've recently deleted my Wattpad account to focus more on my website. I hope to share amazing pieces with everyone. View all posts by jdmorganne