My dearest, of the dear, sweet wife, it is here we belong. The appointed time has returned this day, for Winter Sun to bid a tender farewell to our snowy-shrouded city of grand hopes. Winter Sun’s last luminous kiss, a kiss tender, sweet and lingering … Continue reading MY DEAREST LOVE
Then, Sister Agnes Louise produced our birthday present for Mummy. Sister Agnes Louis had wrapped it nicely. Rita brought white roses to the table in a vase. As everyone stood totally enchanted by the miracle of Holy Love, Mummy slowly opened her present. “I never … Continue reading Chapter 15. Miracles Come Every day To Those With Eyes