Jolene
Me and Little Tim race our horses hard trying to catch up to the train.
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
Me and Little Tim race our horses hard trying to catch up to the train.
“Oh dear, oh dear!
You see, Sheriff.
The Cedarwood Home for the Elderly stood at the end of a dead-end street in a rotting borough of a dying town.
Prickly pointy spikes
I should like to be a horse
Doug is dressed in his party best
“So, I know something you don’t know.
Matted-hair and rotted teeth
I entered the ballroom and searched for her in a sea of gowns and tuxedo.
Captain Hook, he climbed the deck
Caveat Emptor.