The Crunch of Empty Boots
Gábor T. Szántó:
The Crunch of Empty Boots
Snow.
Flakes of snow.
Falling, falling, flakes of snow.
Marci presses his nose against the glass.
Panting, Santa Claus binds the skis onto his boots. He struggles to move in his thick red quilted coat and trousers, his … Tovább »