She sat on the bus thinking. How could she become one of them? That was the question. She just needed a chance. Just a tiny break. A miracle. But she lived in a world without a God, so miracles were out of the question. She was all on her own. No help, no guidance, no hope from the unknown.
The Burnt House on Navan Road
She sat on the bus thinking. How could she become one of them? That was the question. She just needed a chance. Just a tiny break. A miracle. But she lived in a world without a God, so miracles were out of the question. She was all on her own. No help, no guidance, no hope from the unknown.