With a Gust of Wind and a Haunted Street

With a Gust of Wind and a Haunted Street

My Folger’s coffee is hot, strong, and invigoratingĀ this morning which is a good thing. Around two a.m. my eyes popped open and stayed that way for at least an hour. Nancy Drew and a half cup of milk finally got me back to sleep but then a small, sharp nose and an insistent whine told […]