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years. Actually, she just felt old. Period! Most of her classmates were barely legal drinking age and
were all about college partying, while Kara could only think about making it through each day, getting
one step closer to graduation.
Kara had lost her parents in an auto accident at the age of eighteen and was pretty much alone.
After working for several years as a waitress, barely surviving, she knew she had to either go to
college or resign herself to struggling through life with no end to poverty in sight.
She didn t regret the decision to go to college, but it had been difficult, an arduous and lonely road
that she could only be grateful was almost over.
You ll make it. Almost there!
Kara stopped abruptly as the sidewalk started to tilt and her vision blurred. Oh, shit. Her hand
reached out to grip the post of a streetlight to steady herself as her brain whirled and her body
trembled. Dizziness made it impossible to function, to advance any further. Damn it. I should have
taken the time to eat.
Kara! She heard the low, no-nonsense baritone filter through to her foggy brain. The voice was
abrupt, but it was reassuring to know that someone who knew her, who recognized her, was here.
Shaking her head, trying to clear her vision, Kara tightened her grip on the metal post and willed
herself not to pass out on the cold stone pavement as her body swayed precariously, preparing itself
for the fall.
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