It’s a special treat that is quickly becoming a regular indulgence.
The Great Storm dumped the chair in the lake. And there it forever remained.
Impromptu plans were made: “head north, and bring a helmet for me.”
Great Grandpa Jefferson took the bus home…and kept it.
Film and Paper
Impossible choices wrapped an icy blanket around her shivering shoulders.
I sit there and I am happy.
Jonathan has a scar on his left cheek. His right eye is glass.