ask for it by name He grins, more to himself at how he is beginning to think like Jessica. “Tell me about her,” he says, the words spilling from his mouth before he has a chance to really think of what to say.Jessica slips to the back porch, which has an amazing view of the setting sun and begins to explain how the day went. How they rode through the countryside, over trails and through the canyon. She tells him of how close they got when they stopped to water the horses. How she felt that at any minute they.Read More
