It is no secret that some of my favourite memories of growing up took place while at my grandma’s house. We’re already a month into summer and I thought it was a great time to share a summer memory. In today’s post, I will be sharing the story of my first visit to the beach.
Mindy peered at her reflection one last time before heading out. She wanted to make sure she looked her…
Amy awoke to the smell of eggs frying in the kitchen. It was a Saturday morning and the sun…
Nigel walked into the air conditioned building. He was extremely excited. He just wrote his first novel and he…