Fair warning: People who do not like my imaginary friend will not like this story, so kindly excuse. “Why do bad things happen to good people, why God, WHYYYY???” I wailed. “So, did you miss me?” I haven’t heard that voice in a very long time, even thought it had changed from an innocent feeble Read More
Mia is no extra-ordinary woman. She is barely 5’2 and petite but has long brown hair that falls down to her knees. Her eyes sparkles like the deep blue ocean and her nose is so small, she was “miss tiny buttons” through out high school. Mia is a thirty year old receptionist at Galerie Dorrothy Daniel in Paris. Read More
