“Waving from side to side in the breeze, her long golden hair shimmered as she handed Thomas a bottle of beer. “When are you coming home to me?” She said eloquently.” — Thomas Ferreolus Copy Share Image
“The Iraqi sun quickly heated the air to an unbearable one hundred twenty three degree’s, causing an unquenchable thirst to boil up in him.… — Thomas Ferreolus Copy Share Image
“Waving from side to side in the breeze, her long golden hair shimmered as she handed Thomas a bottle of beer. “When are you… — Thomas Ferreolus Copy Share Image
