A word from Joyce
Dear Readers, This is one of those occasional in-between Thursdays when I like to think further with you about an aspect of our Mary/Zebina story. One reader asked if the…
Chapter 8 – While Mary Is Gone
Mary's heavy eyes and drawn face betrayed the weariness she already felt. "We will leave early in the morning," she said. Zebina wanted to hold her and not let her…