The driver, lost behind the turned-up collar of his coat, leaned forward toward his trotting horse. And, lost in buffalo robes, two lovers held each other close.
From the archives
I arrived at the gardens just in time to see the city truck leaving. The gates were shut and I couldn’t get in. What should I do?
On the rare occasion, I am able to clamber daintily into the shower and discover that the water is precisely the right temperature and volume. Which lasts about eight seconds.
The most important ingredient in the recovery of an ailing child is love.
Twenty-four small children were staring at this rare, special gift, since they had never seen a banana before.