A son, a mother, and a mutual desire, Love of a mother
I awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of glass shattering. I rubbed my eyes and debated rolling over and going back to sleep. My sense of concern got the better of me and I decided I should at least go see what had broken. It probably hadn’t been an intruder clumsily … Read more A son, a mother, and a mutual desire, Love of a mother