Mary Middleton, Front and Reverse
Her mother often said, with a mixture of amusement and frustration, that she must be held up by the angels. But Mary Middleton just beamed as she picked the big bright flowers. For not only did the angels hold her, but so did the earth and sky. All whispered secrets to her, as she skipped back home.
By Jillian Bost
‘My stories offer a brief imagining of the subtle powers of nature.’
Jillian Bost has been writing stories for many years.
