Silent Heroes: Wildcat

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my...

Heat

Not every part of the world celebrates a cold Christmas - in the southern hemisphere things are hot and steamy. And this Christmas they could end up being hotter and more steamy than reclusive artist Megan ever expected. For Ronald John - Dementia is a biatch.