Thomas, says there are no real dragons. Only they are in your head, he says.””Thomas is right, my love, so do not be afraid of the dark.””But they are in my head sometimes, so I...

He would almost call this feeling for jeannette hate, if he were not so afraid it was love.

At the door Queen Phillipa turned slowly back. “Love,” she repeated, her face suddenly gone girlishly soft before it turned to pale marble again. “Love fades, poor Joan, and then there is only duty and...

Southern hospitality and Amish cooking – Ya’ll Come Back, Danki.