Right This Time
(Many thanks to my editor and friend Dawnj!) * Nonni sat on a flat piece of rock, staring into the river, and she felt for a couple of smooth pebbles. She threw them into the river, one by one, they didn’t leave any mark on the fast-flowing water. She grinned, a little bitterly, and looked over her shoulder at her companion, who was sitting on his haunches, a few feet away. He nodded at her. She sighed and returned the nod. She tried to formulate her thoughts, while taking in the view: the...