“And I'd started thinking about my mother's last weeks--the way she'd drifted listlessly about the house in her dressing gown, cigarettes in one hand, glass of something strong-smelling in the other. ” — Anna Davis Copy Share Image
“And I'd started thinking about my mother's last weeks--the way she'd drifted listlessly about the house in her dressing gown, cigarettes in one hand,… — Anna Davis Copy Share Image
“His lips inches away and it was driving me crazy. He was so close. I begged him to move just an inch more and… — Anna Davis Copy Share Image
