I remember Maura in the snow, singing her heart out, her small figure swaying in the falling flakes. It can't be the same girl, not after 25 years. It can't be.
Oh Kathryn, it's like you pulled this from my childhood. I fought for my life from my schizophrenic brother so many times. The other kids always kept their distance. I so appreciated seeing that character rebound with hope.
I loved this story, and I've already shared and recounted it numerous times. What a tiny universe we live in!
Oh Kathryn, it's like you pulled this from my childhood. I fought for my life from my schizophrenic brother so many times. The other kids always kept their distance. I so appreciated seeing that character rebound with hope.
Thank you, Kelton! I'm so glad this little piece resonates with you.🌺