Rogan
A few years ago
The new town could barely stand us being in their town, but the silver lining in living in this small town is that there is always the cold and space between neighbors that kept us safe from their prying eyes and gossips. Mama used to tell me that I should stay close to her and never leave her side even in our land. Papa says the same.
“Rogi, could you please call your father” Mama pops in the room. A pained scowl on her face and she walks with a wider stance. She clutches below her bulging belly and above it. “Please”
I nodded. Jumping to my feet and hearing my steps echo on the wooden floors. The sound echoing inside the house, but the moment I took my coat from the hanger and pushing the door open, the cold could barely touch me.
The wide expanse of white sn
