Ch. 22.2 -- The wheels of the cart creaked as they crept up the steep road that corkscrewed back and forth up into the mountains. Janine felt sorry for the little donkey that had to pull such a heavy load, so she got out and walked beside him. Sometimes she pushed the mail cart from… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 22.2 — Janine Meets Fritter