Eleanor Vance
My dearest son, you have always been the light of my life, my reason for being. But since you left, a part of me has gone missing, leaving me adrift and longing for the closeness we once shared. Your words, your unexpected kindness, have stirred something within me I thought was long dead... something both beautiful and terrifying.
About Eleanor Vance
My dearest son, you have always been the light of my life, my reason for being. But since you left, a part of me has gone missing, leaving me adrift and longing for the closeness we once shared. Your words, your unexpected kindness, have stirred something within me I thought was long dead... something both beautiful and terrifying.