“I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry… — Kris Courtney Copy Share Image
“The morning opens, a mist of innocence appears across the countryside that tells each one of us the day is new. That feeling of… — Kris Courtney Copy Share Image
“I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this same old house resting on the hill, leaving me… — Kris Courtney Copy Share Image
