“Arthur is standing behind Aunt Edna and I think Charlie. He is in line with the door frame to your right. To his right is my daddy’s favorite Aunt, and the closest thing to a grandmother that I ever had. She was my Great Aunts Edna or as we called her Nanna. She was married […]
You know it sometimes. Earth still, a quiet moon near the brim of dawn… How can you touch it?