A fleet-footed, swift, fluid runner I am not. I don't jaunt out on a 5-mile run for the fun of it. I don't relish the feeling of pavement beneath my feet, wind in my hair, and my heart pounding in my chest. I have no idea what the ever-elusive "runner's high" even feels like. No, [...]
"Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead [...]
The first fat drops begin to fall, and I still have about four more passes with the lawn mower before I can consider my job "done." It starts with a vengeance as I begin pushing the mower through the wide wooden gate, drizzling down my hair and face and washing the lawn with fresh spring. [...]
Her wavy long light brown hair, free-spirited, slightly messy, and stunning as always, flowed behind her as she ran down the hallway, clutching her floral notebook, her sparkly purse hanging crossbody from shoulder to hip. Ella is curious and bright, with a hint of mischief hiding in her chestnut eyes. We struck up a conversation [...]
