Chapter Twelve: We Had a Farm in New Zealand
Water, space, light, and something dark
My own mother, Eva, always said about me, he wants the whole world and a big slice of the moon. Beau and I had decided to spend the night camping out on our beach and we took the dogs with us. Sophie and Deva were running all around the paddock as Beau and I walked from one side of the upper paddock to the other. Looking …
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