Irons in the Fire
Monday, December 26th, 2011“I’m sorry I ruined your Christmas,” he said to me. It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve, and he had caught me just as I was preparing to go to bed. He was sprawled out on the couch, as usual, since he can’t sit up or move around for very long. The statement shocked me. […]
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