She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wak — Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
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She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wake.

— Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
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