“Come with me,” he said, then backed away, she looked at him quizzically but followed
. Sometimes it went better than others, again, he’d learned.
. The white fluff of angry winds of snow cuts through my hair, lifting it and throwing it around. ' I asked from upstairs as I decended down the stairs
“Come with me,” he said, then backed away, she looked at him quizzically but followed
. Sometimes it went better than others, again, he’d learned.
. The white fluff of angry winds of snow cuts through my hair, lifting it and throwing it around. ' I asked from upstairs as I decended down the stairs
“Come with me,” he said, then backed away, she looked at him quizzically but followed
. Sometimes it went better than others, again, he’d learned.
. The white fluff of angry winds of snow cuts through my hair, lifting it and throwing it around. ' I asked from upstairs as I decended down the stairs
