"
"It is true, isn't it?"
"Think I'll get back to my work . I thumbed through what I had left to do and saw, with relief that I was nearly finished. . As the setting sun nears a mountain's crest, and shadows begin to creep over the hills, I am suddenly returned to reality by a slight tug at my shirt-tail.
"
"It is true, isn't it?"
"Think I'll get back to my work . I thumbed through what I had left to do and saw, with relief that I was nearly finished. . As the setting sun nears a mountain's crest, and shadows begin to creep over the hills, I am suddenly returned to reality by a slight tug at my shirt-tail.
"
"It is true, isn't it?"
"Think I'll get back to my work . I thumbed through what I had left to do and saw, with relief that I was nearly finished. . As the setting sun nears a mountain's crest, and shadows begin to creep over the hills, I am suddenly returned to reality by a slight tug at my shirt-tail.
