AFTERMATH by Libby Belle
AFTERMATHby Libby Belle
She walked barefoot along the boardwalk, as she had done many times as a child, and now an adult, she saw things much clearer. The roughness of the planks beneath her feet...
A PEBBLE IN YOUR SHOE by AN Block
A PEBBLE IN YOUR SHOEby AN Block
“Look at you,” Jonas says, rubbing his thumb gently into Shelley’s palm, as she eases herself into the Mercedes, “all lovely in blue.” “It’s my new color,”...