Melisa Peterson Lewis
It’s hard; it’s flipping hard! New challenges are a bitch. For my daughter, who is almost four years old, the struggle this summer is teaching her how to pump her legs on the swing so she can drive herself upwards; she can’t get it. She thrashes her legs and cries, screaming at me to push... Continue Reading →
Locals warned hikers about the haunted hills of Rockingham, Virginia where several miles of the Appalachian Trail twist and turn up steep, mountainous terrain. Stories fell on ears of any passersby about the little girl who’d sing to her pet in the woods. The tales reached a group of curious youngsters who went missing; authorities... Continue Reading →
