This is the man I sat across from on a bus ride home. An odd man, of sorts.I can't get the damn stanzas to show up. But they're supposed to be in there.
Sometimes my dad and just being home can be the most comforting things in a long time. The way I wrote this is kind of weird for me, so i'm not sure it works.
Complete - Family - Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 59 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 10-19-07 - Published: 10-19-07
A young man, who loves to dance, living in the U.S.A. during the Jazz Age. I couldn't find a title for it so I just named it after the main character. Enjoy.