White Christmas
His postcards always came in, at least a day before its maximum. Together with the rest, what a bundle stacked higher than the bible, and filled with almost as much sorrow. This time,… Continue reading
His postcards always came in, at least a day before its maximum. Together with the rest, what a bundle stacked higher than the bible, and filled with almost as much sorrow. This time,… Continue reading
She was mopping off the dextrose spills at Corridor C when she heard her name over the intercom. “Janice, to the ER please. Janice, to the ER.” She turned to look at kind… Continue reading