“His ginger hair blazed in the sunlight and I could tell that the envious sky mourned its own lackluster hue when it saw John’s eyes because never had a truer and deeper blue ever been seen.” — Candace Muncy Poole Copy Share Image
“Maybe it wasn’t all that much of a pretense. Those two idiots would make a head of cabbage hurt and it would do me… — Candace Muncy Poole Copy Share Image
“His ginger hair blazed in the sunlight and I could tell that the envious sky mourned its own lackluster hue when it saw John’s… — Candace Muncy Poole Copy Share Image
