She was a nothing cat a stray but she stayed around and they grew up together when he went away he gave her to his little sister it didn’t matter because it was just a scuzzy, nothing kind of cat Margie took care of the cat and whenever she wrote she always assured him that…
Entrusting one’s innermost thoughts and feelings to another person – acknowledging that other person as the most important in one’s life – believing the trust will never be broken …akin to stepping into an abyss and knowing (on faith) someone will be there to catch you.
Before I walked inside it looked ordered, pleasant I might make a difference, if small They knew I could never stay no matter how bright, sunny, nice, agreeable (unlike the cottages tidy and white on the outside – inside, dark and sad) In the cottages small hands still waited to be held little voices to…