New Traditions, Part One

It was November, rainy and cold, with naked trees shivering. The year had been the worst of Stephanie’s life. Six thirty. She burrowed deep into the covers. If she didn’t get up soon, she’d be late for work. She groaned. “Meow,” said Shakespeare the cat. She felt his little body jump onto the bed. SheContinue reading “New Traditions, Part One”