Marie was primly seated behind a beautifully carved oak desk, scribbling her signature along with some pleasantries on each copy of Miles of the Stone handed to her. "It's really a pleasure meeting you today, Mrs. Adams," a middle-aged lady smiled as she handed Marie her book. "Thank you and your...
Mira washed the dishes, then sauntered out into the western side of the yard where her parents had placed two adjustable patio chairs side by side near the plum tree. She reached up and snatched a few plums, then stretched out in one of the tilted chairs. As she sucked the delectable flesh of plu...
