My window looked out at the cross streets of my neighborhood. Six different families moved in on the same day. The Willows came from up North. They were escaping the fire that had ravaged their home. The only picture that … Continue reading
My window looked out at the cross streets of my neighborhood. Six different families moved in on the same day. The Willows came from up North. They were escaping the fire that had ravaged their home. The only picture that … Continue reading