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    Her eyebrows were a shade darker than her hair.

    They were thick and almost


    horizontal, emphasizing the depth of her eyes. She was rather handsome than
    beautiful. Her face was captivating by reason of a certain frankness of expression
    and a contradictory subtle play of features. Her manner was engaging.

    She sat in the darkened room waiting. It was now a standoff. He had the power to
    put her in the room, but not the power to make her repent. It wasn't fair and no
    matter how long she had to endure the darkness, she wouldn't change her attitude.
    At three years old, Sandy's stubborn personality had already bloomed into full
    view.

    She didn't like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started
    the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to
    placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her
    meltdown without saying a word.

    It really didn't matter what they did to him. He's already made up his mind.
    Whatever came his way, he was prepared for the consequences. He knew in his heart
    that the sacrifice he made was done with love and not hate no matter how others
    decided to spin it.

    Greg understood that this situation would make Michael terribly uncomfortable.
    Michael simply had no idea what was about to come and even though Greg could
    prevent it from happening, he opted to let it happen. It was quite ironic, really.
    It was something Greg had said he would never wish upon anyone a million times, yet
    here he was knowingly letting it happen to one of his best friends. He rationalized
    that it would ultimately make Michael a better person and that no matter how
    uncomfortable, everyone should experience racism at least once in their lifetime.

    He was after the truth. At least, that's what he told himself. He believed it, but
    any rational person on the outside could see he was lying to himself. It was
    apparent he was really only after his own truth that he'd already decided and was
    after this truth because the facts didn't line up with the truth he wanted. So he
    continued to tell everyone he was after the truth oblivious to the real truth
    sitting right in front of him.

    "Do Not Enter." The sign made it clear that they didn't want anyone around. That
    wasn't going to stop Jack. Jack always lived with the notion that signs were mere
    suggestions, not actually absolute rules. That's why the moment Jack looked at the
    "Do Not Enter" sign, he walked past it and onto their property.

    The wolves stopped in their tracks, sizing up the mother and her cubs. It had been
    over a week since their last meal and they were getting desperate. The cubs would
    make a good meal, but there were high risks taking on the mother Grizzly. A
    decision had to be made and the wrong choice could signal the end of the pack.

    Barbara had been waiting at the table for twenty minutes. it had been twenty long
    and excruciating minutes. David had promised that he would be on time today. He
    never was, but he had promised this one time. She had made him repeat the promise
    multiple times over the last week until she'd believed his promise. Now she was
    paying the price.

    She sat down with her notebook in her hand, her mind wandering to faraway places.
    She paused and considered all that had happened. It hadn't gone as expected. When
    the day began she thought it was going to be a bad one, but as she sat recalling
    the day's events to write them down, she had to admit, it had been a rather
    marvelous day.

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