“How did his window crack the steering wheel?” Aiden asked at the same time. I sank down into the mattress, choosing to answer the easier of the two. “The cold air.” Aiden crumpled his brow. “How does cold air crack… — Carrie Butler Copy Share Image
Look out my window and what do I see a crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me all the nightmares came today and it looks as though they're here to stay — Anonymous Copy Share Image
