Paris Once upon a time there was a girl named Sara who loved to travel. She always traveled to places older than 5 centuries. It was kind of her thing to travel to older places so that she could report on the history of that place. Then came the day when she went to Paris,
Chapter One Somewhere Outside Red Lodge, Montana Kicking and screaming, I struggle to see through my tears as my fingernails dig deep into the dirt. I claw at the ground and pray for anything to hold onto. Angry hands grab at my feet, filling me with terror. I frantically kick to stay
The house Trish lived in was incredible. It was a big old rambling Victorian. The house was warm and sunny and alive. Women came, and women went, but the house kept an entire community of women together. The owners of the house were very accommodating. They were a professional couple with plenty of money who