The air was a calm, cool blanket wrapped around Jessica. Her tender body moved through it gracefully. Her hair blew only slightly as she moved forward down the walk. A small leaf flew down and caught a few strands. A tiny, beautiful hand reached to it untangling it from her hair. Juliana glanced down, watching … Continue reading The Walk
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How Beautiful She Is
I saw her again. Every day I see her. She appears there at the same time as I do. As though we are set to the same clock, she and I step into the coffee shop for our morning brew. Words that I could say continually run through my mind as I am amazed at … Continue reading How Beautiful She Is
