Octavius

Octavius was indignant that I said nothing. So he turned to me and said rather sharply, “My brother Mark, it’s not fitting for a good man like you desert a fellow man who is constantly at your side, living with … Continued

I often reflect on my memories of Octavius, my dear and loyal friend. I remember his charm and sweetness so vividly that it seems that I’m actually journeying back in time-rather than simply reminiscing about events that have long since … Continued