Bored

It was raining outside so a walk in the garden was out of the question. How she hated being there in the countryside.  It was always raining.  And it was so dreadfully boring.  She missed being in the city where life was exciting and there were balls nearly every evening.  She glanced at Edward whose …

Broke to Blessed

He sat in a corner under the bridge.  It was raining so he huddled against the wall, wrapped in his dingy blankets, trying to keep warm.  He longed for a cup of coffee but he didn’t want to go out into the wet to beg.  From where he sat, he could see the busy street …

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