THE HEARET OF THE MATTER
THE HEART OF THE MATTER It was 5:30 in the morning and I could hear Mr. Holden’s old truck coming to pick me up for work. I grabbed my last breakfast biscuit in one hand and the two sandwiches Mama …
THE HEART OF THE MATTER It was 5:30 in the morning and I could hear Mr. Holden’s old truck coming to pick me up for work. I grabbed my last breakfast biscuit in one hand and the two sandwiches Mama …