“the serenity of the world tugging tight the straps of its cloak around the smattering of low brick buildings; the sunlight receding from the cobblestones along Main Street; the fallen leaves swept along the intersections and parking lots in a… — Ronald Malfi Copy Share Image
“the serenity of the world tugging tight the straps of its cloak around the smattering of low brick buildings; the sunlight receding from the… — Ronald Malfi Copy Share Image
“The shallow forests toward the west glowed with an almost preternatural haze, and the highway blacktop shimmered beneath a slick cocktail of rainwater and… — Ronald Malfi Copy Share Image
