“Yuck. In the dark of her room, she threw back her wet sheet and comforter and picked off her brown hair sticking to her neck and shoulders. Much better. The cold March night made her shiver, but after dreaming of… — Melanie Nilles Copy Share Image
“You live, learn, and move on, and there are bumps in the road. Sometimes they seem like we're diving off cliffs without wings. But… — Melanie Nilles Copy Share Image
“Yuck. In the dark of her room, she threw back her wet sheet and comforter and picked off her brown hair sticking to her… — Melanie Nilles Copy Share Image
