Everyone in town knew my family, the Bowers. We are considered cornerstones by some. Never wavering in any community activity. Until this year. We experienced ...
My first memory is of loneliness. Sitting forgotten on a shelf, detached from the world. Unloved and abandoned. I suppose it was sometime around 1934, ...
βWith how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries?β β Mary Shelley, Frankenstein ...