It was 1964. The date was January 1st. It was the beginning of a new year and a new me. I had quite an eventful year previously, filled with a plethora of losses and despairs. My parents always had my whole life planned, scheduled in a white book with hundreds of pages being from the time I was born to now. They decided on a wealthy business family in which I was supposed to marry into. Before the planned wedding date, I had my chance to meet him and 'enjoy' his company. It turned out he was too full of himself to acknowledge my existence. I pleaded to my parents to somehow cancel the dreaded wedding date, but they said it was final. The eve before my wedding date I vanished. I packed all of the essentials into my fathers old duffel bag and grabbed as much money and bus fare I could possible grasp. That night I found a bus station nearby and took the bus until I ran out of bus fare. It brought me to a place that was foreign to my eyes. It was called Oxford.
And this is where the story begins, in Oxford, England. Where a girl finds a boy and the world comes crashing down with them.
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FanfictionIn Oxford, England where you find plenty of tea, danishes, and fancy dresswear. But for a young girl named Elizabeth Cooper, Oxford has something more in store for her. © cierra c.
