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Isn't it funny how we spend so much time worrying about the little details? Trying to make sure you are doing everything right so you can reach a goal or a dream? How even thought you've spent hours calculating, preparing back up plans and what ifs, life still manages to spin out of control? How one second everything seems to be on course and then all of a sudden you are way off course? Well, that is exactly where Annabella was. It seemed life had decided to give her a cruel joke. How many seconds had it taken to turn her world upside down? How many years had it been? But she managed to get past it. And now that she had taken control back, life threw her a huge curve ball. Okay maybe it wasn't exactly a ball. It was more like a rock, a sculpted rock with a sharp jaw and eyes that saw through her soul. Maybe she was the ball, not him. She was bouncing back to the same spot... sweaty hands, throat felt like it was closing and an uneasy feeling in her stomach. That is exactly how Annabelle felt as soon as her eyes saw Peter in town.
How do I choose between my head and heart?
