Sensory — P.1
The cold, dry air billowed around me as the stone vents pumped endlessly into the void. I…
It was a night as dark as this one. We were outside watching the fire burn the sounds of crisp wood burning were soothing during the…
“You couldn’t do it, could you?”
“I will! I just…I just didn’t want to do it now. Mommy will find out. I’ll do it…
With the passing of her husband, it was no surprise to anyone that Rita withdrew from public life and the glare of the…