“If you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back andRead more…
A place called home
‘Look. Do you see?’ Dad reaches out the car window and points, over the road to where a pair of goats are grazing around the roots of several gnarled trees. A white house is just visible through the leaves. ‘IRead more…