By Griffith Pound “Why not stop in Trnava?” suggests Juraj. “Where the hell is Tranava?” asks Kyle. “Trnava,” corrects Juraj. “It’s where my aunt and uncle live. You can stay with them for as long as you like, yes?” Kyle holds the socks he was about to place in his suitcase and looks at Juraj … Continue reading Trnava
Academy of the Heart And Mind 