Three beautiful things most days.
1. A slice of chocolate cake with our coffee.
2. To let a massage therapist treat the place in my lower back that I try hard not to think about too much.
3. The moment I draw breath the children batter me with questions about the story.
1. In the café where I've been waiting, a high-pitched mechanical sound has been bothering me sporadically. One of the three plasterers ...
