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…
“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…