Something About Sintra

I watch while he walks the short distance to the bar. The more time I spend with him, the more I notice his attributes.



And by attributes I mean his body.



He just looks strong.



Like he can chop down a forest and build a house in twenty-four hours. Like he can slaughter a hog and have bacon on the table all before sunrise. Like he can break down an engine and put it back together in the time it takes a normal man to change oil.


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In the middle of a trip searching for herself after a rigid relationship, Cherie finds more.