If I were hard-pressed to establish a beginning to it all, I’d have to set it at five years ago, when I was one hundred and ten and caught up in the fray of competition.
THE UNEVEN ZEN OF TIME by Jay W. Squires
If I were hard-pressed to establish a beginning to it all, I’d have to set it at five years ago, when I was one hundred and ten and caught up in the fray of competition.