Agatha's Approach to the Wagon Wheel; A Continuing History
The air cooled softly and became heavy with night, and kingdoms of insects on dark promenades buzzed with fever all around Deacon as he laid out in the field, an old wagon wheel cradled in fingered grasses, ticking out smiles and even, steady sighs... he thought a lot about Agatha... The get... Sign in to see full entry.