In Need of a Friend

He’s 8 years-old and his hurt is so sincere that it makes my heart quiver in pain. I listen to him tell me a story about a child that spit on his face and the other boys who thought it was hilarious. They laughed at him. I tuck him in at night to him begging […]

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“You Are Not My Friend Anymore”

You’re Not My Friend Anymore As I cook the children dinner, I can hear them banter back and forth about some pretty wild things. Most of the time I hear my son proclaim his desire to be the Incredible Hulk, my youngest daughter hop around the house like a bunny or meowing like a cat, […]

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