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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/s-d-hendrickson/the_mason_list.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/s-d-hendrickson/the_mason_list_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The Mason List" alt ="The Mason List"/></a><br//><div><div><em style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><strong>An epic love. An epic hate. An epic story that would last a lifetime.</strong> </em><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><em style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Today, 8:15 p.m.</em><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span></div><div><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I hurt. I hurt so deeply, I felt the pain searing in my bones and jabbing like a hot poker into my heart. I knew nothing would make it better as the memories pulled from the crevices of my mind, detailing the bad and the ugly, filling my thoughts with regret as I slipped into the darkness. . . </span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">When I was eight, my mother was dying of cancer, my father lost his job, and the bank kicked us out of our house. I was forced to move to the strange town of Arlis, Texas where my father and I slept in our car in the hospital parking lot. Desperate and hopeless, we lived on fumes of our former life. </span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Then one night, everything changed forever. A knock on the car window brought a family into my life that I only wanted to shut out. I hated charity and I hated the Masons. Well, except one. He made it impossible to hate him. </span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Jess Mason had the biggest blue eyes and ornery smile of any boy I had ever seen. He was a ray of sunshine in my dark world. A boy full of adventure, dragging me across the meadow of Sprayberry Ranch; a beautiful Texas paradise full of horses and tree houses that got us into more trouble than anyone ever imagined. </span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Jess was my everything as a kid until we grew up and the rules changed. Instead of living happily ever after with a boy full of love. . . I destroyed it.</span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">- </span><em style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Alex Tanner</em><span style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><em style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.6000003814697px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><strong>Author Note: The Mason List</strong> is a coming-of-age story that follows the life of Alex Tanner from the age of six to twenty-six. 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