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**Currently Being Edited** He heard voices coming from elsewhere as he rang the fancy bell for service. "I'll get it!" he heard a muffled small voice say before a young girl came from the door behind the counter "Hello Sir! And welcome to the Boardinghouse." The young girl said cheerfully. "Hello Miss, I would like a room." George said with a smile, the young girl had bouncy red curls and large icy blue eyes that were the same color as his own. Her smile seemed familiar but he knew he hadn't met the small girl before, yet the one before him seemed very familiar. "I don't know how to do that..." She said with a frown "Wait here I'll go get my Mama!" George smiled as she ran back through the doors yelling for her Mother. "Belinda Grace! It's not polite to shout indoors! You know that." He heard a familiar voice say, a voice he hadn't heard in around eight years. Scarlett his heart raced almost instantly as the very woman who filled his each and every dream for the past eight years walked out the door and greeted him. She seemed to have gotten even more beautiful if that were even possible. Her red hair no longer was confided to a fancy bun or hairstyle. It now fell past her waist in thick waves free and unruly while her bangs fell into her hauntingly beautiful Gray eyes. She had a simple smile on her face showing faint dimples on either side of her cheeks. Her skin was still the color of ivory but now housed several freckles which only made her more becoming. "How may I help you?" Scarlett asked bringing him from his thoughts. "Oh um... I-I'd like a room... with a bath." He said thankful for his overgrown facial hair. She didn't recognize him, and he was fine with that. He wasn't ready to face his wife he ran out on eight years ago.
Chapter One- Photo of Scarlett
