Suffering

When Suffering Visits

Diggity barks behind our front windows like a rescue dog defending his forever home. A man wearing brown shorts flashes past. A package! I scrabble to unlock the door, retrieve the package and holler, “Thank you,” before rushing back in the house with a taped box. After ripping open the package, a book and booklet …

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