A Love Like Theirs
Sighing softly to herself Sarah absent-mindedly moved her fingertip in a circular motion around the kitchen table. Picking up her lukewarm mug of coffee she stared thoughtfully into it before moving it up to her soft pink lips. Slowly sipping the milky liquid, her mind kept wandering to the up coming day. Her big green eyes taking in her cheery blue kitchen, from the fresh roses on the sideboard to the silly cow clock with the moving tail on the wall across from her. Her gaze wandering to the...