She sits in a yellow dress, resting her back against an oversized cushion, reading the book in her hand with her pinky extended, a detail that says a lot about her...
Living for Spring
It was snowing. Again. Another bitterly cold morning in Chicago. Nancy sighed, dreading her commute. As a licensed professional counselor, she worked hard to make others’ lives better by helping them become who they’re meant to be.
She loved her work, but snow on the ground made it hard for her to get around...
