The Little Cafe I can now see the cafe; smell the homemade meals, and somehow, already, taste the food. We drank sweet tea and soda out of mason jars, while we ate off of plates unique in every way. I...Read More
The Big Wave The hot sand burned my feet as I ran down to the beach. Almost everyone I came with was already down there. I see my Dad up ahead carrying the paddle board. I already knew it was going ...Read More
