Excerpt from Life Intertwined

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Frances Paul novels

I arrive in Italy on a rainy afternoon; the sky is tar black with big clouds. I listen to the pitter-patter against the window of the school transportation that picked me up from the airport. Looking out the window I see people running for cover. Nevertheless, it is a beautiful day. Finally I have arrived in my dream country. I feel butterflies in my stomach. I am very anxious to arrive on campus and my new home for the next three or more years.

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