Pagan Spring Chloe at Easter
Chloe and I flipped a coin to see who would tell you all about Easter. I lost--or won, depending on how you look at it--so it's my turn again but don't worry, Chloe will have plenty to say. "Chloe! What... ?" She cut me off that Saturday morning by launching herself into my arms laughing and giggling and squeezing. She hung onto me until she heard Kathleen's voice from the kitchen. "John, who ... Chloe?" Chloe released me and stepped into Kathleen's arms and plastered herself...