A COMMON MESSAGE
One hundred and thirty-seven of them needed to send a message. Tonight was their last chance. They clambered up the sand dunes, the slope slipping away beneath their tattered trainers
Boy And Mouse
He had a rubber mouse that he would talk towhen nobody else was aroundand he was able to be most like himself.Whenever he wasn’t digging holes, or playingwith his cars in the dirt, he would be deepin conversation with his mouse, his friend.Nothing th
