The Light in the House – A Short Story of Identity I stood at the shore, the salty wind in my face. Breath in. Pause. Breath out. Readjusting my back pack, I glanced up and down the coast. Miles and miles of opportunity stretched before me. I had…
The Light in the House – A Short Story of Identity I stood at the shore, the salty wind in my face. Breath in. Pause. Breath out. Readjusting my back pack, I glanced up and down the coast. Miles and miles of opportunity stretched before me. I had…