Panther Post: Family outing brings back memories
I tiptoed past the memories hanging on the walls and crawled under my mother's cotton sheets. She was crying again. To try to comfort her, I snuggled my head under her arm, and hummed the song my father would always sing me when I was upset...
"Emma, wake up," she said as she nudged me. "We need to get ready for church."
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