๐Ÿ“ฃ ๐——๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ž ๐— ๐—– ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐— ๐—”๐—ก๐—–๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ! ๐Ÿ“ฃ Praying for Thunder by India R. Adams!

๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™ง.  

๐˜ผ๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™š๐™ง.  

๐˜ฝ๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™š๐™š๐™ข๐™จโ€ฆ

Praying for Thunder, Book One in the RBMC Series Wilmington, NC Chapter by Author India R. Adams is ๐—”๐—ฉ๐—”๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช!

READ TODAY โ†ณ mybook.to/PRAYINGFORTHUNDER

ยทยทยท ๐—”๐—•๐—ข๐—จ๐—ง ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—”๐—ฌ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐—จ๐—ก๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ ยทยทยท

๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™– ๐™๐™ค๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™—๐™ก๐™š ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ.

With his every kill, I feel the cut I’m forced to wear, dig into my flesh and conscience.

But all that weight disappears when I see her…

She rides her horse with a freedom I crave.

๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™ง.  

๐˜ผ๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™š๐™ง.  

๐˜ฝ๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™š๐™š๐™ข๐™จ…

We both belong to families that have other plans for us.

๐™๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ ๐™š๐™š๐™ฅ ๐™ช๐™จ ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ, ๐™„ ๐™—๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™—๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™š๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™š๐™ฎ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™š๐™˜๐™ง๐™š๐™ฉ, ๐™—๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™™ ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™™๐™š๐™š๐™ฅ, ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™š๐™–๐™™ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ง๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™–๐™ก ๐™ž๐™ฉ.

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