Chapter Nineteen: Sophia Transformed
And now we were deep into the night, and even the crickets seem to have gone to sleep. But sleep was not our concern here. There was still much more…
Musings and Tropical Fictions
And now we were deep into the night, and even the crickets seem to have gone to sleep. But sleep was not our concern here. There was still much more…
As the early evening had now undoubtedly passed into night, a hot and humid summer night in Virginia, the cicadas had stopped their nighttime song, and the crickets had replaced…
The early summer heat continued, and it was during this heat that I made the decision that it was time for Sophia to experience the fullness of the Underground. Although…