Something was tickling her nose, but she didn’t want to wake up yet. She was much too comfortable, much too comfortable if her companion was asked. He had tried to wake her up numerous times, and each time his tactics had become more obvious, but still the lady did not move.
For Fiona, b/c she kept asking me to post part 3. Here it is, I hope you like it, Fi! Continue reading “The House – three”
They were standing in front of a magnificent tree, just on the edge of the garden.
“So, how are your tree climbing skills?” Without saying another thing, Kathryn skilfully climbed up into the tree, and within seconds she was seated on her favourite branch.
Actually, I was thinking of home, and what it meant to me. A couple of months ago, I asked my mother where my home was (you see, I’ve lived in 3 distinctly different places, and they are all very close to my heart: now I’m in my 4th ‘home’, so things tend to get confusing), and she gave me a unique look into my life and my ‘home’, and I guess that ‘home is where the heart is’ really works! Thanks mom, I hope you know how much it means to me.
Disclaimer: TPTB continue to own the characters that we play with, at least, that’s what they claim. Some of the characters in this story are completely mine, however.
Another sleepless night, and this is what I come with. Hope you like it, let me know: leave a comment.
caldosh [Howard C.]
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