On Saturday afternoons I would go with my father to visit his parents. Sometimes my brother came with us. My dad went every week, even when we couldn’t go and my mom never did. We entered their property through a side gate which my dad would unlatch, passed through the cactus filled garden (the windContinue reading “In her bed”
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