“Death lurks in the shadows, just out of view. Now and then I see his reaching hand, uncertain of the blurry image that passes before my eyes, but conscious of the crippling influence of his touch. Some say Death rears… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“When we all part from this life and gather on the other side, the only thing each of us will have to share is his own story.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
