Bethany My first day at the diamond shop started with rain. I tried not to see it as an omen as I walked down the cobblestone streets, with my drooping umbrella barely shielding me from the downpour. The town was filled with a rainbow of umbrellas, contrasting against the grey of the rain-soaked city. ThereContinue reading “The Tellings Chapter 3”
Jenna Goldsmith 