“When she reached the house the sun had turned the morning air into a shimmering mirage of heat and dust devils. Hannah wished the rains had not finished so early. The land was already parched, stubbled with broken stalks of… — Barbara Keating Copy Share Image
“When she reached the house the sun had turned the morning air into a shimmering mirage of heat and dust devils. Hannah wished the… — Barbara Keating Copy Share Image
