Finding the Magic Wherever You Are
My best friend Misty’s idyllic farmstead, next to the Red River, flooded a few weeks ago. I called her home, and the line beeped as if her phone was off the hook. I tried her cell phone and left a
My best friend Misty’s idyllic farmstead, next to the Red River, flooded a few weeks ago. I called her home, and the line beeped as if her phone was off the hook. I tried her cell phone and left a