Jennifer loves Brian. Brian likes Jonathan.
I’m from literature, lyrics and lullabies, from fork decorated peanut butter cookies and grandma’s sweet potato pie. I’m from weeping willows whose
SERIES SUMMARY: Kayla is on a quest to move beyond the hurt of her past as she realizes the impact
Without speaking, she told a tale.
In color I dream; purple pastures of bedazzled fuchsia, sprinkled dust glistens, the chimerical meets reality, while an owl tells timelessly,
It took me a long time to realize that the only way I will ever reach my height is to never