Make it and wait, or get trapped in someone else's plan. Agatha struggled with her choices. She was thankful to have a choice, of course, but picking the least messy of two less than ideal situations was scary. Each option was an illusion, so maybe it didn't matter which ladder she climbed. Agatha longed to write her own script, be the heroine of a grand adventure, take life by the ankles and spin it around. She was more a spinner of whys and wherefores than anything else, but she believed her luck was about to change. Agatha did not want to be a garden variety spider, hung up in a corner hoping to get entangled in a Happily Ever After. She was ready to crawl out of her comfort zone and chase down every opportunity that crossed her path. Agatha just knew there had to be more than two sides to the story.
Rlargusa: He lived louder than love.
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