The guinea pig - Prologue Chris and Anna stand in front of the big window in the leaving room. They keep staring at their front yard. What once was their gracious garden is turning into a muddy pond. Anna observes the roses that she carefully aligned on both sides of the pathway. They use to stand tall, with their red and white flowers gleaming to welcome the guests. Now they are all curled on themselves, in a last desperate and vain effort to shield from the rage of the sky.
One Apple A Day #64
One Apple A Day #64
One Apple A Day #64
The guinea pig - Prologue Chris and Anna stand in front of the big window in the leaving room. They keep staring at their front yard. What once was their gracious garden is turning into a muddy pond. Anna observes the roses that she carefully aligned on both sides of the pathway. They use to stand tall, with their red and white flowers gleaming to welcome the guests. Now they are all curled on themselves, in a last desperate and vain effort to shield from the rage of the sky.