“We came out on Coldra Crescent, one of those warm air nights, stars spitting in the sky like firebugs stuck on a big black velvet rump. A summer night to make anybody with standard glands feel that tidy homes, spring… — Ron Berry Copy Share Image
“We came out on Coldra Crescent, one of those warm air nights, stars spitting in the sky like firebugs stuck on a big black… — Ron Berry Copy Share Image