Andes Mint #12: Mother of Stars
Your mother woke you when you were a child, took your hand and pulled you from that little bed in that little room, led you downstairs and onto the cool cement porch. “Look,” she said, and pointed to the heavens, pulsing green and blue and yellow. “It’s the northern lights.” Tired, you leaned against the … Continue reading Andes Mint #12: Mother of Stars