Dad’s Secret

There is a photo. It's my first Christmas. I am barely walking, and holding a giant red stocking, with a huge innocent smile on my face. My dad is sitting in front of the Christmas tree, reaching toward me. Grinning. It looks like a greeting card, like the perfect family. And if you didn't know my … [Read more...]

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