Home again. I was greeted by the dog, who seems to only love me for the treats I give. He runs to get in front of me, herding me, hoping for something, anything. My younger son tells me that we need to do something ASAP about the wifi in his room and that he has … Continue reading The Escape: Home, Books, Movies, Etc.
Walking on Cars
The Real Story?
The knock on the door came at last. Quickly, she jumped up from the couch where she’d been waiting impatiently. Checking herself in the mirror, she tried not to notice the newest lines on her face, and she pinched her cheeks hoping to give herself a bit of colour. She took a deep breath and … Continue reading The Real Story?