http://slow.writerscafe.org/TheLovelyLydia The original writings of author Lydia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991216 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15     Melody walked the streets of London, her hood pulled up over her head to shield her from the British rain. She blended in with the crowd, her light much dimmer- less radiant- these days. Life had been a rollercoaster ride between Melody and Zayn, both of them completely different .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLovelyLydia/1106029/ Five Years Ago            She squealed and threw her head back laughing as he chased her down the beach. The wind whipped her wavy blond hair around her beaming face. 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