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[font=arial]SAMANTHA
[size=8pt]- ̗̀ [i]with flour on my hands, i'll show them all how goddamn happy i am ̖́ -
 samantha louise harris
 since her mom died in childbirth, sam's father, john, was the center of her world. he had been working as a truck driver, but traded in his trucking cap for a cook's apron at the local diner after sam was born. john would serve up the meanest onion rings this side of the mississippi while little samantha - perched atop a crate of peaches - took customers' orders over the counter
 sam has spent her whole life in a town small as a thimble. she's dog-tired of everyone knowing her name and isn't content to spend the rest of her years in the same city bounds
 she's pretty as anything (she got that from her mom, or so john'd always say), which brought men like moths to flame. john scared em off pretty well, but lung cancer discovered a lifetime of cigarettes too late stole him away by the time sam reached young adulthood. her time getting into squirmishes with the boys that pulled her pigtails as a child served her well. gentlemen for miles knew that if you tried to pull a move on samantha harris, all you'd get was a black eye fer your troubles
 loves her dad's old pickup and apple pie with two scoops of vanilla
 wings things she definitely shouldn't be winging
 good with numbers bc she's been budgeting for her and john since childhood
 claustrophobic when under pressure
 deathly curious about the world beyond the town's borders. she'll give away endless slices of pie if it means keeping travelers and passersby chattering away
 the diner's owner, and samantha's practical second mother, bakes the best pie you've tasted in your whole goddam life and passed her secrets of the trade onto sam
 she takes great pride in her coffee, her pies, and her son
 thomas is the light of her life. there were so many fears and apprehensions when she learned she was pregnant, but from the moment her eyes first met his, she fell hopelessly in love
 daydreams of opening up her own little pie shop, a small town taste in a big city, and watching tommy grow up and not feeling she's suffocating in air too fresh and clean to be true
[size=8pt]- ̗̀ [i]with flour on my hands, i'll show them all how goddamn happy i am ̖́ -
 samantha louise harris
 since her mom died in childbirth, sam's father, john, was the center of her world. he had been working as a truck driver, but traded in his trucking cap for a cook's apron at the local diner after sam was born. john would serve up the meanest onion rings this side of the mississippi while little samantha - perched atop a crate of peaches - took customers' orders over the counter
 sam has spent her whole life in a town small as a thimble. she's dog-tired of everyone knowing her name and isn't content to spend the rest of her years in the same city bounds
 she's pretty as anything (she got that from her mom, or so john'd always say), which brought men like moths to flame. john scared em off pretty well, but lung cancer discovered a lifetime of cigarettes too late stole him away by the time sam reached young adulthood. her time getting into squirmishes with the boys that pulled her pigtails as a child served her well. gentlemen for miles knew that if you tried to pull a move on samantha harris, all you'd get was a black eye fer your troubles
 loves her dad's old pickup and apple pie with two scoops of vanilla
 wings things she definitely shouldn't be winging
 good with numbers bc she's been budgeting for her and john since childhood
 claustrophobic when under pressure
 deathly curious about the world beyond the town's borders. she'll give away endless slices of pie if it means keeping travelers and passersby chattering away
 the diner's owner, and samantha's practical second mother, bakes the best pie you've tasted in your whole goddam life and passed her secrets of the trade onto sam
 she takes great pride in her coffee, her pies, and her son
 thomas is the light of her life. there were so many fears and apprehensions when she learned she was pregnant, but from the moment her eyes first met his, she fell hopelessly in love
 daydreams of opening up her own little pie shop, a small town taste in a big city, and watching tommy grow up and not feeling she's suffocating in air too fresh and clean to be true
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