copyright 2012
Bailey Bradford
Chapter NineteenAnother nap. Adal thought he must be sleeping his life away. Dorso was really someone special to put up with him. Adal snuggled closer, Dorso warm and strong at his side. He wondered what time it was. The darkness was complete enough that he knew it was sometime in the night. Adal opened his eyes and wished he could see as well as he used to. He could make out shapes and such, and when he turned his head, Dorso’s chiseled profile was clear to him....
Published on November 27, 2012 14:33