Excerpt #2 - Hope for Garbage

Another excerpt :)

Trevor was amazed again. The stone terrace was enormous, jutting out to the edge of the lake. Wrapped around the banister were thousands of tiny twinkle lights, creating a glowing boundary between them and the endless water. To the west, the setting sun had turned the sky into wild shades of pink and orange. To the east, the Cleveland skyline sparkled far off in the distance. Trevor could never imagine being able to come out here every night and enjoy this view. This truly was a different world.
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Published on May 19, 2014 08:27 Tags: hope-for-garbage
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