Laura Dean Freilino
Stories (2/0)
The Day I found Him
I was mumbling in my sleep as I did most mornings. I was dreaming about a horse. Another thing I did most mornings but my dream, a good dream was interrupted by someone, my mom most likely but when you're in a dream you don’t always think about the obvious as I'm sure you know. The person was saying my name over and over
By Laura Dean Freilino3 years ago in Petlife
Little Black Book
The Little Black Book and $20,000 It was a warm summer day and all the windows were open in the house. This house was a special place to Mary, a young girl of 11. Her grandmother had built the house. Here in this house Mary spent most of her growing years. The house was set on a ranch that her grandmother and her mother owned outright. Mary’s mother was a veterinarian and her father was a cowboy. Her mother and father also lived on the ranch, in house just about a mile away from Nan’s house. Nan is what Mary liked to call her grandmother.
By Laura Dean Freilino3 years ago in Families