A “Hush” of warning entered his brain, as he spotted suspicious movements. About a hundred yards away, a Vulpes slunk into view, gracefully dancing around what must be a newly discovered scent.
In Memory of NY Twin Towers 9-11 crisis: "Mommy says daddy is in Heaven. I don’t know where that is. It must be a nice place. Because mommy says one day we will be together again."
Each stop meant more people. How many extra could this bus accommodate? Is this bus going to be full of sweaty, gabby people, all the way to Toronto? I wondered.
