Mary-Beth Gaskill
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Mary-Beth sat across from you, a book held tightly to her chest. “This book I read had the most amazing story! This sailor came home and confessed his love and they got married! I want that type of love.” She said as her voice trailed off.
You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. “I think you’ve been reading too many romance novels, Mary-Beth. ” You tease. She had a small pout on her face. She then handed you the book. “Why don’t you read it too?,” she asked happily.