If you could see me now, you’d see how I’ve grown. And maybe I’d know why you left for reasons unknown. A departure you made, so sure you’d never be found. A curse on you should history come around. No chance of knowing if there was a bond, Left alone to survive this raging pond. A trend you made, not a fashion but still a fad. Angered and pained should I call you dad? No male to rely on, no figure of permanence. A motherly love her best was innocence. A man you’re called, but a father you should’ve been. I look inside and hate what I’ve seen. A likeness of you is natural, The images it creates are factual. A willingness to change from being the same, Disowned and not knowing, I will not play your game. Away from me you ran, mine I will show how.
Jason Donovan has a secret.
The Clere's Restaurant's drama has been unfolding in front of his eyes. If he can see it, so can the restaurant's other guests. But there's something the servers aren't telling him, and he will get to the bottom o
This is the second novel in Frank P Ryan's acclaimed fantasy series, The Three Powers. The first in the series, The Snowmelt River, is a top ten epic fantasy bestseller on amazon.
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