What Was Life Asking Of

I Left The Jutra To Chop Wood. I Began My Walk Through The Snow, Five Kilometers To The Tree Line. That's When I Saw It. A Tiny Silver Of Gold Appeared Between Shades Of Gray On The Horizon. I Stared At The Amber Band Of Sunlight, Smiling. The Sun Had Returned. I Closed My Eyes. I Felt Andrius Moving Close. "i'll See You," He Said. "yes, I Will See You," I Whispered "i Will." I Reached Into My Pocket And Squeezed The Stone.

David Arnold's Writing Is Both Heartfelt And Hilarious. You Will Fall In Love With Mim, Even As Her Grand Journey Will Keep You Guessing. Mosquitoland Reminds Us That Sometimes Imperfect Is Just Perfect.

Man, You’re A Regular Bonnie Parker.” “a Dame That Knows The Ropes Isn’t Likely To Get Tied Up.” Jesse Found That Hysterical. “did Willie Say That?” “nope, Mae West. Now, How Do I Get On This Thing In A Skirt?

My Breathing Slowed. I Shaded Her Thick Chestnut Hair Resting In A Smooth Curve Against Her Face, A Large Bruise Blazing Across Her Cheek. I Paused, Looking Over My Shoulder To Make Certain I Was Alone. I Drew Her Eye Makeup, Smudged By Tears. In Her Watery Eyes I Drew The Reflection Of The Commander, Standing In Front Of Her, His Fist Clenched. I Continued To Sketch, Exhaled, And Shook Out My Hands.

I Felt As If I Were Riding A Pendulum. Just As I Would Swing Into The Abyss Of Hopelessness, The Pendulum Would Swing Back With Some Small Goodness.