"Yeah," Darius said into the phone as Jessica, the receptionist, made no attempt to disguise her eavesdropping. "I just finished the work-trade shift and will take a class with Hannah. After, I'll ... [+]
It was my grandpa who lured Old Methuselah out from the tannic depths of the lake. We were fishing for marron in the shallow waters of a small bay beside the dam wall, the jarrah forest at our back ... [+]
"This is a fruit of every season which carries the scent of its travels..."
My grandfather often repeated this little phrase to me when he was talking about his clouds. He has the best collection
...
[+]