Troubled Reunion Part II
“Oh, Tyche,” Aggie cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead as if his touch could magically take all my troubles away. I knew better. He did too. “I should have…
Luck Be With You, Storyteller.
“Oh, Tyche,” Aggie cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead as if his touch could magically take all my troubles away. I knew better. He did too. “I should have…
I plunged my hands into the soil and closed my eyes as the soft loam spread between my fingers and under my fingernails. I missed the smell of olives, so…