The doors closed… We sat across from each other. She’s tired from the journey through the years, me from the day’s travel…She looked down staring in her hands as if in deep thought. I stared at the thick hunter green veins spreading up her arms from her hands like cob webs. Her weatheredContinue reading ““In The Apartments Next to Mine” Book Excerpt 1″
Under The ThinkingCap
T. Anthony Bland 