I’m Heathcliff. Remember me from three Christmases ago? I’m a good dog. My buddy Freya and I walk the mountain road to fetch the mail. That’s her biting my leg. She gets excited. Anticipation. We trot together for a while. Then Freya decides to run down the ravine to...
Have you ever been driving along in a rain shower, which suddenly turns into a blinding, thundering downpour? It’s not as if you didn’t see the storm coming. There had been plenty of warning. Looking out your bedroom windows while getting dressed for dinner, clouds...
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