Hada’s Fog Chapter Eighteen, Part Two is posted. See menu above.
Hada complains about Berkeley weather, “I took off my coat but maybe I should have left it on. This house is freezing cold. It’s worse than New Jersey. More damp. Soaks into your bones.”
Her granddaughter tries to make Hada comfortable, but the fog’s chill consumes her and increases her annoyance with everything and everyone.
Julaina Kleist-Corwin
Editor of Written Across the Genres
Author of Hada’s Fog
