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‘Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing’ came the sound of the singing from the kitchen. It was just one voice. Not a good voice. But a solid sound. As the staff stacked dishes and lined them up on trays in … Continue reading →
I drove down the little lane towards the house in the country and I could see a little boy waiting for me. The farm was vast. The house was large and dark. The boy was little, somehow not really matching … Continue reading →
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