Dear Me, I haven’t spoken to you for so long. I haven’t had the courage to. But today is the day, the day I finally …
Paul’s Taxicab by Julia Nunnally Duncan
On Saturday mornings when my mother called a cab to take us to town, it was usually my uncle Paul who pulled into our driveway. …
Why We Feel Nostalgic When It Rains
I have experienced it and desired it for years without knowing there is a word for it. But I’ve finally discovered it! Petrichor. I said it out …