“In the rearview mirror, I can see the fire in my eyes. It dances there, quietly contained for now by a ridiculously uncomfortable pair of tinted contact lenses, a honey brown that flares golden when the flames are at their… — Laura E. Taylor Copy Share Image
“In the rearview mirror, I can see the fire in my eyes. It dances there, quietly contained for now by a ridiculously uncomfortable pair… — Laura E. Taylor Copy Share Image
