When Nessie died we had a wake. Right on the shore where her body washed up. John got drunk and tried to make a viking funeral of the thing and before it was over we were all crying. Even the … Continue reading
Daily Archives: February 21, 2016
Original version: Sara rushed into the room, the early spring sun highlighting her form like a Christmas ghost. I could see the excitement in her face and her posture. And the wings, I could see the wings they had given … Continue reading