Paralegal and avid trail runner. Two self published novels
-Bend, Oregon. 1986- Travis maintained his stealthy grip on the steering wheel, his gaze at the center of it. "We can't be seen together anymore," he said. "People are talking. I could lose my scholarship."
By Dree Lynn5 years ago in Humans
-2003- "Put it on...Put it on...Quickly." Zamir's mother breathlessly yanked him around by the shoulders. She knelt down and roughly threaded his arms through the loops of his tattered backpack. The one he took every day to his madrasa where he learned to read and write and make his father proud.
By Dree Lynn5 years ago in Families
