The house is still quiet and still.
My thoughts, observations, fantasies while traveling through the internal and external universes
Friday, December 25, 2015
Decisions and Faiths
She pushes the half closed door and walks into the house. It is dark and cold inside. She puts on the fire and turns on the lights. It's utterly quiet and still. Suddenly the kids run in and a loud cacophony of sound and noises trail behind them. Yet the house is still utterly quiet and still. Then the man walks in. Silence.
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- An emigrant from an ancient civilization to North America, an engineer in marketing and management, a mom of working kind, who thinks when she talks, and who likes to write. I, L.B., own the copyright to the content.
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