"A single photograph can save a life and heal hearts"
Chapter Six: The Girl that was not Quite TessaThe snow had begun to fall in earnest long before Tessa reached the first streetside motel she could find, somewhere down Brooklyn Bridge Boulevard. Though not a large dog, the weight of...
"A single photograph can save a life and heal hearts"
Chapter One: The Beauty of Broken ThingsKelso paused for the shot, because it was perfect. It was not the bridge over the river, cloaked in a rolling autumn fog, and it was not the distant, hazy forms of the buildings,...
I found the battered box in great-gran's attic. In a niche guarded by spiders.Inside was a silvered photograph, dated 1931. For all the world a dapper gentleman of means, there's no mistaking the she beneath the drag. The ribbon'd yellowed...
