Those Red Shoes
BY ELIDA ROSKAMP I open my eyes and the landscape around me looks strangely familiar, but I’m not sure from where though. I see a small village off to my … Continue reading
March 13, 2019 · Leave a comment
BY ELIDA ROSKAMP I open my eyes and the landscape around me looks strangely familiar, but I’m not sure from where though. I see a small village off to my … Continue reading