Jessica sat in a tiny London bed-sit, trying to decide how to proceed. She had never thought beyond finding her true identity, had never imagined that she might a duke’s daughter. She had read of the twenty-five year mystery: the disappearance of the infant Lady Jessica. She had never suspected she would be its solution.
Friday, November 03, 2006
55 Fiction Friday
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So, where does Jessica go now?
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