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Mrs Jackson
“She passed by her two younger sons on the porch. They were already getting an ear-bashing and pulling from their grandpa warden, their heads bent low, swallowing their snivel. No ‘save-us’ was directed at their mum, and no protective instinct worked within her any more. She hid in the garden, not sure if she wanted to survive another day.”
#TheForestofTrees
Cherish
In this hectic world, where evil seems easier and kindness is considered a waste of time, I admire people who make the best of their daily lives, cherishing their time together and seeing natural phenomena in the little things, such as a simple, loving smile.
#kindnessmatters
Peek into The Forest of Trees
“As soon as he’d inhaled the forest air, he closed his eyes, and pursed his lips. It took a few attempts, but he’d whistled! The sound was completely uncanny, and Jeremy’s chest swelled with pride. To his hopeful mind, it was indeed what a proper whistle was supposed to be.
However, now his first whistle was rendered completely unimportant. Literally hanging up-side-down from the branch of a giant talking tree, he had to admit that topped everything else.”
A sneak peek into The Forest of Trees.
