Twenty-five going on forty, that’s the best way I can describe CC, Christine Caroline Pinckney. She’s way too smart for her age, smarter than me for sure. I have never seen a girl, or I should say woman who can control her world the way she does. She enters a room and everyone pauses to have a look, not just because she is heart stoppingly beautiful, but for the reputation that precedes her. The Charleston scene knows her by sight and by name. Picked to run her granddaddy’s company fresh out of law school, she has set the town on fire. Twelve generations of South Carolina Pinckney’s sleep soundly in their graves with her at the reins. With no time for the distraction of love, CC has broken the hearts of many a suitor in the year since she has been back, and I am sure she will do permanent damage to mine as well.
they came as brothers each for their own just reason many still remain Antietam National Battlefield, Sharpsburg, MD
In rage of storm
and darkness of sight, her light still shines through in all its brilliance. d.w. neal |
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