The jolt and hum of the train, the green hills smudging past and, across the aisle, my nieces—two coltish girls on the thorny cusp of womanhood. … [Read more...] about Detour Along the Road Not Taken
wordsmith, wanderer, friend to dogs
By Shelley Wood
The jolt and hum of the train, the green hills smudging past and, across the aisle, my nieces—two coltish girls on the thorny cusp of womanhood. … [Read more...] about Detour Along the Road Not Taken