The sun had set down, Milcroft were laying there in his bed with a soft smile on his lips. He reached for his scribble book and a quil and sat the quill to the paper and began writing
I do not think I can describe how I feel now..there is so many feelings rushing through my head now, I can not let go of her..I will never do so. She have put a golden edge around my life and she fills me with joy every time she looks at me, when she does I can not help but smile softly to her and glance at her.
