It's a story that started without me, it started the day that they showed up in California in their suits and fitted blouses.
I return, sitting in the audience, listening to conversation like a sermon. How do we keep each other?
Like a deserted island, a TBI can really mess with your emotional capacity to maintain healthy relationships with people.
Oh, that’s where my parents used to—Grandma cuts off her sentence, spins around and starts again, climbing the stairs towards us. “That’s where my parents put me during storms.”
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