Invisible City
Jan 26th, 2010 | By T. Ricks | Category: Short StoriesSurely this was a gray Sweet had never laid eyes on. The air was thick with something other than fog.
Surely this was a gray Sweet had never laid eyes on. The air was thick with something other than fog.
She was one of those women—real and down to earth—who conveyed things simply, matter-of-factly.