It was summer all right. The television blared out the summer season shows while she sat on the edge of the bed with a good book for her summer reading. Although, she has been told by her no-tolerance grandfather not to waste currency if she’s going to read, she didn’t listen. She figured she can work out a simple solution: Watch TV, then read on the commercial breaks. It was a master plan indeed, she had thought. Until a light glowed behind the closed window curtain; A light bulb sized light, like how Tinkerbelle would glow-pretty… steady… calm… and tempting.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 16.07.2011

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