Ill-Fitting Finery
Seventeen seconds to seventeen years. The first expired as I mined for gold flecks sparkling in blue eyes, tick-tocking against …
Seventeen seconds to seventeen years. The first expired as I mined for gold flecks sparkling in blue eyes, tick-tocking against …
My Mama was a looker graced with smarts, engaging as a girl can get. By twenty, she’d won a hand …