The tattooed girl sits with bare feet on the carpet. Does her heart still work? *** Newspapers, coffee, she groans at the sight of them, he left his boxer sh...
Big Birthdays and Closed Borders
When I think of my Nanny, I question how so much strength, power, experience, and wisdom can be contained in such a small body. She is tiny, and might even come off as frail, but looks are certainly deceiving. My Nanny is grounded. Tough. She has witnessed and lived through so much history.