drakestories: I knocked gently at the bedroom door. “Come in,” Dad’s low, resonant voice bellowed out. When I opened the door I saw my father as he finished buckling his belt as he got dressed for work. Mom had just left five minutes earlier
drakestories: I knocked gently at the bedroom door. “Come in,” Dad’s low, resonant voice bellowed out. When I opened the door I saw my father as he finished buckling his belt as he got dressed for work. Mom had just left five minutes earlier
