
Easter Morning
Just after five, I woke. It was Easter morning, though I had not yet registered the fact. The sound of little doggy toenails clicked, clicked, clicked across my hardwood bedroom floor. I bolted out of
Just after five, I woke. It was Easter morning, though I had not yet registered the fact. The sound of little doggy toenails clicked, clicked, clicked across my hardwood bedroom floor. I bolted out of