The nights were darker and the days seemed shorter. There was less color in the world and it was quieter too. As Mavis watched the midnight hour arrive from her bedroom window, she let go of the breath she had been holding. It was December at last.
The nights were darker and the days seemed shorter. There was less color in the world and it was quieter too. As Mavis watched the midnight hour arrive from her bedroom window, she let go of the breath she had been holding. It was December at last.
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Always enjoying reading your stories. Nominated you for Real Neat Blog Award – nomination and info over on blog.
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Thanks, that’s great to hear. That’s awesome! 🙂 Shall get right on checking that out.
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