I thumbed through my little packet of boarding ticket info, back in the days when your ticket came printed in the mail in a little sleeve. And then it was my chance to just read, uninterrupted, for 2 to 3 hours. By 13 especially, I devoured books. This was before movies were on all the … Continue reading The Little Wings
Big brown eyes shaded with long eyelashes blinked up at me. Jerad had the calf squished tight between his knees, a rope around its neck. A warm breeze fought against the cool morning dew. I had prepared the ear tag device, written the number 120, shoved it into the metal contraption with a large needle … Continue reading Ear Tags
