Taxi Cab Stories, Writing

The Only Girl I’ve Ever Loved Was Born With Roses in Her Eyes

The woman climbed slowly into the front seat of the cab, assisted by her daughter.  When she was settled, the daughter went back into the bar to find the rest of their party.  The woman was very small, and bent almost double by age, she seemed even tinier, a faery gnome in a blue knit… Continue reading The Only Girl I’ve Ever Loved Was Born With Roses in Her Eyes

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