Rogue President

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D.K. Wilde. Rogue President

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The stone bench top sprawled out towards the six large bifold doors that were stacked to each side. An afternoon sea breeze had arrived and was lightly blowing up from the beach, across the manicured lawns and into their Balinese style home. Palm trees swayed and rocked. The surface of the lap pool rippled. Crystal had just finished her last yoga class for the day. The participants had left and she was standing at the kitchen sink washing vegetables, listening to the waterfall music softly playing through the in house speaker system.

“Hi,” said Wade startling her out of her dreamy thoughts. “Sorry didn’t mean to frighten you,” he said standing on the threshold that led to the large quartz covered patio.

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The anger within him was building. He closed his eyes and focused to talk with his spiritual elders and clear his mind.

He could feel his adopted Aboriginal mother as she wrapped her arms around his small eight year old body. How she told him not to think about how he could exact revenge on the boys who had beaten him and taken his school lunch money but to focus on helping them understand the ways and beliefs of the Dreamtime. Her strong arms always made him think of protection and safety. Her soothing words had encouraged him to learn and practice restraint.

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