The Echota State Historic Site, Calhoun, Georgia I know the question probably pertains to the number of bedrooms, bathrooms, and other decorative aspects of a house. But all of that doesn't really matter if there is no love in the house. If the people who share a home, or even one person with perhaps a... Continue Reading →
Your Hand is My Haven: Weekend Writing Prompt #126
I trembled as we walked down the dark street. Then, I placed my hand in your much bigger one, and I immediately felt safe and so loved. Your hand is my haven. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. A post in exactly 32 words. The prompt is Haven.
