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Mom instructed me to thank Sister Leona, but I knew she wasn’t really trying to help. She didn’t actually believe I needed prescription glasses, her purpose was to humiliate me in front of the other kids.

Old Dogs…

The setting sun left a shadowy stillness over the house.  The guest room door had been left slightly ajar and the reading lamp emitted a shaft of light that sliced into the darkness of the hallway.  Sounding like a person talking in their sleep, she uttered some incoherent word over and over again.