The steam from the cup warmed het face as she leaned forwsrd, entranced by the text in front of her. She was so entralled that she was unaware of her surroundings despite its simple beauty. She sighed as the noise in the background increased. It slowly crept to an unbearable level which she could ignore…
Untold
There many untold stories, waiting to be told in the world. A hidden land of dreams and hardships; of love and loss, experiences to be shared and hopes realized. Therein lies the opportunity to live in another culture, experience the morality and love of this world. I am wishing to explore this in my writing from…
The Old Lady
The cars passed the old lady. Her walking stick posed in front of her. One had raised to press the button. She smiled. She was on her way to her granddaughter’s birthday party. There were only a few cars nearby. A minute later the pedestrian light turned green. She began to walk. First foot forward….
