I’m glad I policed her accounts. “Get out.” George insisted. Eporner “Where’s Mom?”
“She in our room, changing.” George must have realized that I would crack under Leland’s comment about my domestic garb. “WHOA!” Trent broke our stunned silence. It was like he had showered the day before. “It’d be rude to open it before your other presents.”
“I guess.” My son accepted the gift and the stranger’s advice with greater willingness than when I lectured. I was standing inside our shed. “They just ripped my dress a little. In fact I’m not here to do anything to anyone. “I hope, in spite of your sick determination to own me, that somewhere you have heart enough for day of mercy.”
“I’m listening.”
“Next Thursday is my son’s birthday. George was on the verge of tears.
