A CALL ONE DAY
“Do you wash the sleep from your eyes right after you wake up in the morning?” he asked. “Is that why you’re calling me?” “I’m just curious,” he persisted. “Now…
IT WAS IN AUTUMN…
October 29th:He sewed the last oak tree leaf on his dark grey, long-sleeved sweatshirt. He heaved a sigh and stepped back to admire his creation. Knowing that he would no…