A Sword And A Small Bag Of Coins
Give Him a Sword? Really? I’m not generally a fearful person, but I freely admit being apprehensive as my 17-year-old son, Marshal, and I drove through the rain slick Atlanta streets towards the airport early one Monday morning. He was on his way to experience a rite of passage of sorts; flying unaccompanied to visit relatives […]
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