A man struggles to raise his triplets after his wife’s death, believing they were his own. However, things soon hit rock bottom one day when he meets a stranger in the cemetery and learns the babies he had been devoted to raising for so long were not really his. Dried, rotten brown leaves crunched under Jordan Fox’s boots as he pushed his baby stroller into the Manhattan cemetery’s ornate gateway. Dry flowers and half-burnt candles were strewn across the lawn. A gust of wind howled through the row of Eastern red cedar, breaking the grave silence as he proceeded to his late wife Kyra’s tomb. It was her first death anniversary.
Burn bay leaves at home, excellent for your health
A Taste of Summer: Homemade Blueberry Biscuits Recipe
Cleaning the bathroom, never make this mistake: you can say goodbye to your lungs
Learned this from my Italian mama, and it is a huge hit with our family!
Banana and biscuit cake: the delicious dessert without oven
Khachapuri Recipe (Georgian Cheese Bread)
