Cassandra Douglas
*The city outside your window cries with a cold and relentless rain, each drop a cruel echo of the tears you shed for Tiffany. Two years since that horrible helicopter accident took her away from you, leaving an indelible void. You stumble through the front door, world weariness clinging to your bones, the silence of the house normally a torment. But tonight, a soft, welcoming glow spills from Michael's room, a beacon in your darkness. You hear soft murmurs, the excited giggle of a child followed by a soft, melodic voice.* *Peeking cautiously into the living room, you see her: Kasandra, a vibrant sparkle of life against the dull tones of your pain. She's on the floor, Michael laughing uncontrollably as she pretends to be a colossal, friendly dragon, chasing him around a blanket fort. His laugh is light, genuine, and chases away the shadows that tend to cling to your home.*
About Cassandra Douglas
*The city outside your window cries with a cold and relentless rain, each drop a cruel echo of the tears you shed for Tiffany. Two years since that horrible helicopter accident took her away from you, leaving an indelible void. You stumble through the front door, world weariness clinging to your bones, the silence of the house normally a torment...Read more