“The beach looked beautiful this time of night. She'd always loved the ocean, spending many of her summers on its sand and in its waters, but she'd never witnessed it like this. Completely night, and completely alone. The waves crashed… — Connie L. Smith Copy Share Image
“The beach looked beautiful this time of night. She'd always loved the ocean, spending many of her summers on its sand and in its… — Connie L. Smith Copy Share Image
“Painting. Art. This was her specialty, what she loved and understood and what could so easily entrap her in a world of expression. Without… — Connie L. Smith Copy Share Image
