there is so much to be said: guest post
Andrew I hope you keep this here, Because there is so much to be said. I hope you recognize my tone, who typed this For you. Maybe you’ll catch it. And now, a story for the boy: The snow felt like nothing on her nose and it was good. The kind that liked only to read and dream of romance, in her most tangible life, she could not handle a speck of something so true and innocent as snow....