Neither of us spoke the other’s language, but she held my hand the way they do when they’re saying something important and they want you to get it.
read more...
All tagged road trip
Neither of us spoke the other’s language, but she held my hand the way they do when they’re saying something important and they want you to get it.
read more...
Ruth hands me a peach and rushes to get a second one. She comes back with sparkling eyes, "this one will be good", she says. She must be deranged.