“Nice Sweatshirt…”
My transport driver was small, quiet. There had been no fuss. He walked with me out to the van, let … Continue reading “Nice Sweatshirt…”
Tag: friendship
“If I were to die in here,” she whispered, “would my spirit be trapped?”
Just by being on the cardiac ward, we know a good bit about each other already. Continue reading “If I were to die in here,” she whispered, “would my spirit be trapped?”
