“I guess cabin fever makes people chatty. I’m getting whiplash.”
All afternoon, unaware of the falling, drifting snow, Simplia had been pivoting her head first one way, then the other, …
All afternoon, unaware of the falling, drifting snow, Simplia had been pivoting her head first one way, then the other, …
“I don’t think you’ll ever hear anything about stories that you can etch in stone, will you?” Simplia whispered, continuing …