The little boy pushed himself upright. He knew the leaves were wet because he could feel the damp on the back of his shorts. He glanced quickly to the painful places. When he saw the blood first on his knee then second on his elbow, he gathered his legs against his chest and began to …
longing
You're on my mind a lot more these days. I am surrounded by all these new sights, sounds and smells but the old words still slip into the creases of my heart. Once you start pretending it's hard to stop. Once you start believing it's hard to let go and say stop. You might remember …
Dixie's Road Trip 