From my novel A Western Capitol Hill:
A mandala-like pattern spins. In his mind’s eye, Garrett finds himself suddenly back at the Capitol. He rises skywards towards the Capitol dome, up past the portraits of the Presidents of the
From my novel A Western Capitol Hill:
A mandala-like pattern spins. In his mind’s eye, Garrett finds himself suddenly back at the Capitol. He rises skywards towards the Capitol dome, up past the portraits of the Presidents of the
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