A dirty cup of water
I saw something last night that really disturbed me. It didn't all really click and set in at the time, but as the scene has continued to replay itself in my head over the last day, it pulls at my heart-strings.
At the moment, I'm in Little Rock, Arkansas with two of my sons. We're spending a few nights here while they compete in the 50th anniversary Wor…
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