Chocolate Baklava - Istoriya Odin “He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without…
Ralphie Parker looked out his second story window and around his undersized town in Indiana with a mixture of anticipation and foreboding. It had snowed last night, the eve before Christmas, and the whole place was covered by snow, bleaching it into white-grey sludge.
Guy allowed the smells and sights and sounds to swirl around him like cigarette smoke, taking it all in. He didn’t say much just watched the mother, father, daughter and uncle talk and laugh about their day, what the world was coming to, their fears, everything.
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