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the Haves and Have-Nots, never giving the Have-Nots the chance to prove themselves as worthy or lovable a human being as the Haves.   It gave everyone the excuse to ignore each other and not get involved.
    Though jobs like this corporate photo shoot paid her well, she preferred the simplicity of the average person, the innocent child, the spontaneous event, and capturing life in action.   Given the choice, that would be her world, but it wasn’t.   She lived in Bryce’s world, filled to the top with corporate royalty.  
    He led.   She followed.  
    He fit in.   She didn’t.  
    Tonight she would have no reprieve.   In less than twelve hours, their house would be filled with the banking elite, puffing on their expensive cigars, boasting of their latest acquisitions, bemoaning the plight of the world between bites of caviar.
    She sighed.   Maybe she would invite Brandi when she saw her later this morning.   If anyone could shake up a party, it was Brandi.   Outspoken, brash, playing it just like it is.   Brandi definitely had her own way of doing things.
    But now, this moment was for Eryn.   The beach was her temple.   Her runs were her meditation.
    Reaching high above her head, she stretched her arms, shoulders, and back, releasing the tension that seemed to have found a permanent place in her life.
    She set herself in motion, feeling the firm sand at the water’s edge give way easily to her strides.
    It had been dark when she slipped out of bed that morning, too early for Bryce to be up.   She liked to be on the sand at the precise second when night struggled for control one final time before shrinking silently behind the growing strength of the day.
    Now as she began her run, the sun was peeking over the horizon, reaching its rays towards the few people who walked the beach and the surfers who dotted the early morning waves.  Eryn liked the solitude at this time of day, the unobstructed view down the beach, and the soft lull of the ocean.
    Her puffs of breath kept pace with her steps, carrying her further down the beach, away from the life that waited for her just a few streets away.  She closed her eyes as she ran.   She’d learned to trust her instincts, to sense rather than see.  She felt a rush of anticipation as she dared herself to take a few more steps in her darkness.  Feeling her feet hit softer sand, she opened her eyes to see that she had strayed from her straight line.  She looked behind her to see her footsteps in the wet sand, her trail zigzagging, and then heading up past the water line.  “Geez, I’m glad nobody was watching me,” she laughed, checking around to make sure.
    Her run slowed to a walk and her smile dimmed as she looked down the stretch of beach that lay before her.  Something about it stopped her, even though the wet sand ahead wasempty, save for sandpipers pecking for crabs and a few seagulls swooping in disorganized formation.   The hair on the back of her neck prickled at the eerily familiar sensation and her brows pulled together hard.  
    She could see, though a ghost of an image, a big wooden rowboat with tall sides approaching the shore.   She squeezed her hands into fists, trying to bring the image closer…
    She stood on the beach, close to the cliffs that she had carefully descended with her horse moments before.  The strong waves made it easier for the boat to lift onto the wet sand. Three men jumped out to drag the boat higher on the beach.   Before they had it pulled completely ashore, one of the men let go and came running toward her.   Her heart pounded in her chest, beating faster the closer he got.  Just a breath away now, he stopped in front of her.   Unable to contain her joy, she threw her arms around his neck.   A rush of relief consumed her as his strong arms tightened around her waist, his lips finding hers...
    Eryn quickly drew in her breath and the specter was gone, just like that.  She stood there, eyes searching, body frozen,