Feb 20, 2020 | My stories
Maria liked watching her husband while he was reading. A noticeable air of dignity, an ambiance almost sacred surrounded the beloved figure, the frown on his forehead while concentrating just made her even more inclined to run up to him and distract him. However,...
Feb 19, 2020 | My stories
On a frosty December night the old man was rolling in his sleep. He was in a state of dreaming. Recently he had remembered all the images, voices and smells conjured by his mind at dawn. They came in abundance without him consciously programming his mind – from time...
