Dear Indigo, I know what you did and I think you’re very brave for taking your life into your own hands. It is unfortunate that your mother disowned you for
After she set her cup in place, a laser from the ceiling shined a red beam in the cup while she reached into her briefcase.
Copyright © by Judy Dawn Selma May descended back stairs to her grandmothers coffee and tea shop called Mood Spresso. She opened the blinds on a small window beside the stairs