"The Secrets of Rare Moon Tickle~That Heart" Excerpt.

Her thoughts slipped into the past like a coin deposited into the slot of a vending machine.   Her prize was the image of Joe’s face.  Like a disappointed child she stared at it and then tossed it away.  This prize was useless to her and only gave her pain.  She faked a smile.

Don't just make memories, make stories!
Carolyn R. Parsons