“NORTH” ~Russia… 1842~ 22-23p
“My mother," said Natasha. Vadoma, nodded her head, yes of course....
“My mother," said Natasha. Vadoma, nodded her head, yes of course....
Olga nodded her head it could not be any other way. They followed Mala...
Olga could sense her daughter's fear and squeezed the little girl's ha...
Olga could sense her daughter's fear and squeezed the little girl's ha...
With dinner finished, Natasha laid down on a bench and pulled a blanke...
Her mother, Olga, bent over a fire and old before her time. She had be...
Natasha looked down the road, which on either side were izby, as the h...
Chapter 1 Russia...1842 There were those who would argue the fact th...
Peary narrowed his eyes, his nostrils flared. He shook his head, anger...
Making his way slowly and with some difficulty down the slippery gangp...