He called me his Queen. I never called him my King. Except once when he gave me a brooch. “You listened?” I said. ” I thought you were asleep.” One night, when the world was at its coldest and darkest, I awoke sweating from a nightmare. It was then I whispered my one and only story into his ear. It was the… Read it
Clarissa met her husband when she was nineteen and found out that the world was much bigger and much smaller than she ever imagined it could be. She writes and she dreams and she loves her two children more than she ever thought possible.