The Road to Paradise Pocket
“Come now little one, under your covers you go” A booming voice sounded throughout a dimly lit rustic cabin.
Tiny feet began thumping a few rooms over as the large gray man sat on a bedside stool and gazed out into the blowing snow outside. It had been snowing for days now, another day and his view of the outside may begin to obscure. He could hear the wind breaking now though, not as harsh and powerful as it had been the day before, his vision a few yards further, and the sun a hair brighter that afternoon. Yes it would break by morning, the snow would stop and the sun would cast its warm healing rays over the tiny frozen town.
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That's great, Mike. Congrats
Awesome accomplishments!!! Congratulations, Mike!!!❤️❤️💕
Wow... I told my son how I make a joke about my top stories making $5.00. He said, "You may have to start writing somewhere else!" I love my children. They are all doing well. I am here to learn to write. I am not there yet. I know that. I am better than when I first arrived. Congrats on your reads. Top story gets me a few more reads but I won't live long enough to get to fifty thousand reads Mike! So I won't make $300. here! Congratulations to you for all that you do and all the support you give. And know that I love your music and your art that goes along with your writing!🥰😊💕❤️
Wooohooooo congratulations on hitting 50,000 reads! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊