My dad used to tell us stories before bed…
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A Well Dressed Bum (story #23)
He looked out the window at the homeless man…
Nemesis (story #21)
My dad began blindly swinging, not knowing how to fight…
Family Singing (story #7)
It must run in our family, even if we can’t carry a tune…
Brainchild Galore 