The Raider Wire

White Walls

And every morning, the white wall would whisper, “Hello,” to the sun every morning. “You’re here,” the white wall would whisper, and smile.

Ashton Bruce, Staff Writer

December 19, 2016

In the kitchen, the walls were painted white.  There were golden knobs on wooden cabinets, dishes scattered over the granite countertop, the dishwasher taking a temporary sabbatical from cleaning plates and bowls. A light fixture hung solemnly over the tiled table with grace, and there was a bowl filled...

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