THE THRILL OF IT ALL
Where the river bends in deep blue swirls, the land lies ahead – wide and vast and pure and true. The water caresses the swaying papyrus stands and inundates the blue-green sedge grass standing hushed and erect. Thick and tangled hippo grass
GRATITUDE
Fifteen-going-on-sixteen Kate Hanover stared at the small hand mirror in her purse. She winced at the sight of her face, full of puss-filled, soon-to-burst pimples, pock marks and deep crevices in her soft skin.
