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		<description>The original writings of author Firework</description>
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			<title>Against All Odds</title>
			<description>Chapter Six&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That day seemed to fly by. Roxi and Crew spent most of it getting supplies from the barn and fixing up the things that she hadn&amp;rsquo;t been able to do on her own. When the sun finally did start to set, Roxi began to shut the metal ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>Chapter Five&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next morning came much too early because when Roxi finally did roll out of bed, it was much later than she intended it to be. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she let out a yawn and sat up, stretching her arms out above her he..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>Chapter Four&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally she decided that she wanted to have a little fun. After all, she deserved it didn&amp;rsquo;t she? Leaning over him, she put her hands on either side of his head on the back of the couch, her breasts slightly in his face as she..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Chapter Three&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Light blue eyes gazed intently out of the steel sided country style house that sat out on 50 acres in rural Missouri. Nothing ever seemed to happen in Missouri but times had changed and things were different now. When the first ra..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>Chapter Two1 YEAR LATER&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Death. Isolation. Hopelessness. These are the things that were now common to the human vocabulary. No one would have guessed that a year ago the world would be normal and prosperous with simple issues like global warmi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Chapter One&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&amp;rsquo;s strange how you would never think that the world could actually crumble around you and then the next minute you&amp;rsquo;re fighting to hold it together. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Hey Ro..</description>
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			<title>Against All Odds</title>
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