All night she’d paced the lounge-room back and forth, intermittently freezing, holding her breath to listen.
The heavy rain had been relentless all day, it’s cyclonic circling leaving each one of them confused and worried. 331 more words
I give my end-of-week post to other authors and bloggers whose work is worth noting. There are so many excellent works of art out there, so many good poems and stories and drawings that I want to use my online space, once a week, to send all of you to read something you might otherwise miss. 169 more words