


“Do you think she hates me?” “With a passion.” “Do you think it’s the hat?” “No” “A lot…
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
Your love, like a sparkling diamond shooting across the dark blue curtain of night; it shattered the darkness…

The journey has begun from draft manuscript to published book. Please Note: This is most likely not the…