Revel in the romance
of Vermont’s Mad River Valley
July Story
Lost in Expectation
Meghan lay in bed staring at the ceiling, the early morning sun lighting the small dorm room, shortening the shadows as the sun climbed higher. She placed her hands on her belly. It wasn’t swollen yet, but she rubbed it as she would a Buddha statue for good luck.
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