Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Window Weather
Katherine Nicolai
They hadn't even had names. And when they first came home, stepped out of their carrier and started to explore. I found them drawn to the bowl of stones on my entryway table. I was a hobbyist beachcomber in the summertime and had found lots of pretty rocks. even had a tumbler to polish them up.
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