Tony Silva
Joined February 2021
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Number guy by day; fiction writer by night.
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The Winds of Wicklow Mountain
“PawPaw,” Aiden called out, his seven-year-old voice tweaking the inflection on the term of endearment for his grandpa. “It looks like it’s gonna rain on our heads. We should hurry to the top of the hill, PawPaw. Mom will be mad if I come back muddy. She’ll make me take a bath before dinner if I’m muddy. I don’t want to be muddy. And I really don’t want a bath, PawPaw. Let’s skip up the trail!”
By Tony Silva2 years ago in Fiction