They thought your trips and stumbles were the sign, the end was near, and whispered as you walked that the angel of Death had given you a fright. No one saw how the angels held your arm and let you stand, Walking straight and true with dignity and grace. Or how they whisper that everyone …
Dear Angry Parking Lot Lady, I really do appreciate your concern for Luke and yes, my windows were cracked so approaching me with such venom did not help your case. I didn't fight or kowtow to your righteous anger so threatening me was inappropriate. And please if you feel my baby boy is in danger …
Lucinda Rose 